Standio
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On a long, open drive,
Drowned in the rhythm of the music,
I sit in the cockpit of my own little kingdom,
Feeling like a king behind the wheels.
As the world outside mirrors away,
A cool, misty breeze
Drifts through the window,
And softly brushes against my face.
In that one moment,What more do I need,
To escape from it all?
-Stanley
Drowned in the rhythm of the music,
I sit in the cockpit of my own little kingdom,
Feeling like a king behind the wheels.
As the world outside mirrors away,
A cool, misty breeze
Drifts through the window,
And softly brushes against my face.
In that one moment,What more do I need,
To escape from it all?
-Stanley