"So remember when we were driving, driving in your car
The speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arms felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had, had a feeling that I belonged
And I had, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone..."
Tracy Chapman
Anyplace is better...
Me and myself, I got nothing to prove...
And finally see what it means to be living...
You got a fast car, but is it fast enough, so we can fly away?
be someone...

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