Riding toward the storm

Singer songwriter, rough male voice, percussion, gravelly, deep voice, Fast, fingerstyle, melancholic, echo, sad, minor chords

Riding toward the storm Clouds boiling up ahead You tried to warn me But i'm riding toward the storm. Sick and tired of clocking in feeling bound by paper chains I need to get out this place It's tired, but i need my space Riding toward the storm Clouds boiling up ahead You tried to warn me But i'm riding toward the storm. Easy riding on the highway sunset glow in my mirrors today Going nowhere but away Riding toward the storm Clouds boiling up ahead You tried to warn me But i'm riding toward the storm.

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