Where it ends

By Nomatic

On C R A W L

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An here we are

Another summer

Guess we really made it far

A couple hundred, different dozens

Since the beginning of fall

People falling, hope they rising tho

When all the pain had stopped

Drove to work, and seen another crash along the 104

The car had slipped

An hit another, caught a drift

Goin 'bout a hundred 'six

Not above, the tire split

Hit the other tryina pass em

Never thought this where it'd еnd

An yes they hit em likе a pit maneuver

Watched em start to spin

This where their own car, hit the wall

They halt as panic just begins

Because the one they pitted, spun an spun

An flew into the ditch

They flipped into the median, rolled

An could have rolled again

It was so fast, an way too quick

Then darkness

'prolly hit their head

The dark cement, the wet cement

About another hour in

The empty highway, its like midnight

As i come around the bend

The red 'n blue, the blue 'n red at night

They travel through your skin

Only passed them for a second

Looked like paper in the bin

I saw them packing up the jaws of life, an prayed it wasn't death

I never heard about the story

So for now its where it