Intro Al: Riding down,riding down. you: My hand on your seat,the whole way’round. Al: I carry band-aids on me now For when your hands hit the jagged ground. Al: Wheels aren’t even touching the ground. Al: Scared to take them off but they’re so worn down. you: Promise I won’t push you straight to the dirt. Al: if you promise me you’ll take them off first.
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