Every night I used to pray that I'd find my
people,
and
finally I did on the open road.
We had nothing to lose,
nothing
to gain,
nothing we desired anymore,
except
to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast.
Die
young.
Be wild.
And
have fun.
I believe in the country America used to be.
I
believe in the person I want to become.
I believe in the freedom of the open road.
And
my motto is the same as ever:
"I believe in the kindness of strangers.
And when I'm at war with myself I ride, I just
ride."
Who
are you?
Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have
you created a life for yourself where you can experience
them?
I have. I am crazy.
But
I am free.
He used to call me DN
That stood for deadly nightshade
Cause I was filled with poison
But blessed with beauty and rage
Jim told me that
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
Jim brought me back
Reminded me of when we were kids
He used to call me poison
Like I was poison ivy
I could have died right there
Cause he was right beside me
Jim raised me up
He hurt me but it felt like true love
Jim taught me that
Loving him was never enough