The Relapse Symphony - Left Turns in New Jersey

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Is this a love song- or a hate anthem?
I guess it just depends on which side of the line you’re standing
Really sick and tired of this trap we live in; giving and taking is never that
romantic
These are true hearts, true minds, true love, true crimes; you didn’t really
think about that when you were 17
Gas the pain; cruel octane
Floor the shame; never the same
Talking to you is like making left turns in New Jrsey
My head is in gridlock; the ngine is pounding, my heart is overheated
Talking to you is like making left turns in New Jersey
You always gotta be right just to see what’s left
White knuckling through my scattered thoughts; blurry like the lines on the
road that I’m flying across
Shifting your dreams, forcing a lie; we’re out of time no matter how fast you
drive
These are true hearts, these are true minds, this is true love, these are true
crimes
We dreamt for miles at 17
In the past year, I’ve become all my greatest fears
We were like this car; avoiding our problems a thousand miles too far
Letting it corrode assuming that’s just how it goes
Until we backfire, leaking oil and trust mixed with the smell of tires
Left to rot and choke on our own smoke
Was I really crazy before you tried to save me- or did we just make everything
worse?