gimme my pack
and a bike with 1 gear
some Pringles in a stack
and i'm outta here
torque and wattage
i climb the mountain
pass the cottage
miles? not countin'
runnin' on fumes
my body's a sponge
can o' legumes,
legs covered in grunge
hours blend to days
moods like tides
i can only live this way
man, do i love the ride
krp
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