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It was after midnight when the truck drivers called to hear their songs

It was my broadcast to the lonely transmitting till the early dawn

I'm thinking about some days long ago looking down from this mountain

It's funny how I found myself back then while I was busy trying to be someone else

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True believer radio

All I had was my stack of songs and my own rules to play by

Now I'm here with my painted rose and all I learned talking through that microphone

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True believer radio

I travelled through the airwaves bouncing with the sounds of all my heroes

Creating the soundtrack of myself through a maze of ones and zeroes

It was my

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True believer radio

It was my

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