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Driving fast on a deserted road

roof down and wind uproar

I would drive, as if I am mad

feeling free with no stress or drag.



I really wish, I have a car

No one can stop me driving far

Wish I can drive as far as I can

with out any limit to mar my plan.


I am not a rebel

just fighting my troubles

Let me fight and set things right

I am grown not a kid anymore.


I understand your love for me

But one thing you forgot to see

Every fight you fight for me

Is making me lose my respect in me