It was 11:30 when he decided to go home - shouldn't have been aloneDidn't see the other driver, his vision blurred from liquor(No time to run) 90 miles an hour to the floorIt sounded like thunder and then it blew into the fireAnd the other will never see the light again
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No time to run - cannot change what has been doneNo time to run - run away from what might not have been?No time to run - hey there man what have you done, cannot run It was the morning after, a mother mourning for her sonShe thought about her gunIn a fit of rage, no one stops her nowIn the car she shouts "I'm gonna kill him"(No time to run) 90 miles an hour to the floorShe storms in; she finds him, points the barrel at himShe cries out loud "you killed my son"
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