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a mix for racing down lonely highways, the devil's whiskey stained lips whispering sweet nothings in your ear from the passenger seat, ghosts illuminated in your headlights.
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a mix for racing down lonely highways, the devil's whiskey stained lips whispering sweet nothings in your ear from the passenger seat, ghosts illuminated in your headlights.
1 comment on these roads are paved with brimstone
pkpo December 18, 2014
Thanks man, such a great playlist.
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