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Last night I drove through the driving rain

Drives me insane

The radio only knew sad love songs

Love to be wrong

I thought I saw happiness

In the corner of my eye

Turned my head to see

My faded reflection in the window

I feel stuck behind the wheel

Not that I have anywhere to be

Well, my fate has turned on me again

A week bred weakness and then

I fed myself pits of peaches

That tasted like fits and breaches

I know I caught a glimpse of sublime

Evolved into cataclysmic divine

I'm fraying prayers of hope

With sulphur and flint

As I suffer and wince

Things don't always go the way they should

And sometimes evil happens to conquer good