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In the backseat of my heart, there's someone sayin' I'm a mess
I couldn't get the car to start, my keys are somewhere in the mess
I fell asleep outside the door and found a letter in the morning
I couldn't make it out although I recognized my own handwriting
We are not a proud race
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