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It's 6 AM
it's another end of another working day...
...and the orange glow from the street lamps
and the fog rolls in on the highway
dirty secrets, dirty secrets
dirty secrets well hid
the blood is on your hands
in this promised land called home
promised land called home

many will come here
and they'll leave in a bodybag
How did I end up here
just living on the streets
living from hand-to-mouth
just to make ends meet
is this what you want for your children?
sex toys for the perverted freaks?

on this highway
on this highway

And who cries for the nameless whores
who rarely makes the news
Do you give a god damn
well, do you?

the blood is on your hand
this promised land
called home
promised land called home

many will come here
and they'll leave in a bodybag

"I never saw my friend alive again
She got into a truck
I never saw my friend alive again"

on this highway
on this highway
highway 99
highway 99

Who cries for the nameless whores
who rarely makes the news
Do you give a god damn
well, do you?

the blood is on your hand
this promised land
called home
promised land called home
the red gash runs through this land
called home

"she went into a convenience store
on this highway
never saw her again"

on this highway
on this highway
on this highway
on this highway
highway 99
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