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I see the lightning from the storm down in mexico
And i see my speedometer doesn't work
I cross the desert and disappear into the tumbleweeds
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

I hear the thunder from the storm down in mexico
And i leave the border far behind
I feel the dust coat my teeth and turn my sweat to mud
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

There ain't no moral to this story at all
Anything i tell you very well could be a lie
I've been away from the living, i don't need to be forgiven
I'm just waiting for that cold black soul of mine
To come alive

Well, i feel the wind blow from the storm down in mexico
Gasoline for another hundred miles
I cross the river and leave my shoes up on the other side
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

There ain't no moral to this story at all
Anything i tell you very well could be a lie
Been away from the living, i don't need to be forgiven
I'm just waiting for that cold black, sun-cracked soul of mine
To come alive

Come alive, yeah

Well, i feel the rain drops from the storm down in mexico
Truck will go no further, out of gas
I walk through the desert past the lizard and a rattlesnake
I tip the bottle and bite the lime

There ain't no moral to this story at all
And anything i tell you very well could be a lie
There ain't no morals to these stories at all
And everything i tell you, you can bet will be a lie
I been away from the living, i don't need to be forgiven
I'm just waiting for that cold black, sun-cracked
Numb-inside, soul of mine
To come alive

Come alive
Come alive
Come alive

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