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Full speed along the North Oconee River I can feel it in my forehead and while that always fails, my lungs are getting clearer I see trucks racing by on the roof above my trail cops are waiting to ticket anyone with out-of-state plates I'm not missing anything Swore off all prescribed medication and rode two miles through nowhere to a water fountain spitting out hot water I sit at a bench at a compost heap and I'm about to pedal up a sixty degree slope At the top of a hill at a very rapid speed there's only one place to go At the top of a hill at a very high speed there's nowhere to go but down And it gets easier as I ascend my bike uphill on foot 'cause last time I kicked it into first I broke a gear by going too hard And it gets easier as I pass the Edward Scissorhands village where privileged white kids date rape girls and taunt me in their SUV's And it gets easier as I see the double vans in our driveways I'm glistening but I know that some day I won't even break a sweat And it gets easier, as time goes things can only get better R-I-D-E. I wanna ride