When you're in a race car you're going through so many different emotions throughout that race.
I think fear is what keeps us from going over the edge. I mean as a race car...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.
