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>Knock, knock, knockin' on Gas Station's door
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Morning comes before the light,
Engines silent, tempers high.
Empty pumps and tired eyes,
Everybody's asking why.
Plastic cans and nervous stares,
Rumors flying through the air.
Someone says, "A truck's in sight,"
Nobody believes it, right?
Pre-Chorus
Another hour, another fight,