Live your own life,
do as you please
You think you’re on the right road,
traveling with ease
You think you’re doing fine,
but you’re infected with disease
Open your eyes, you’re on route 713
It does matter which road you take,
they don’t end up the same
Even though you’re really good,
you’re still the one to blame
Pull the brakes and spin around,
another way's in sight
And put the pedal to the floor
and drive into the light
So few will find it,
some say it isn’t right
It’s the road less traveled,
it’s not a pretty sight
But on this road I know it’s true,
there are no regrets
And it’s gonna make your old way,
so easy to forget
714, 714

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