Hypothermic

Driving, in a cold sweat
 There is no one on an icy highway
 Northbound to Alaska
 Hypothermic, where the sun can't find me
 Pistol in the glove box with a shot left
 In case they come for answers
 To the questions only I know
 What it is they're after
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 Gas up with a credit card
 And alias that I learnt this morning
 Dead flies round the heat lamp
 No receipt please
 Hide face from the camera
 Peel out on a snow bank
 But I landed
 And I'm back on the highway
 Northbound to Alaska
 Hypothermic, where the sun can't find me
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 I can see them
 I can hear them
 I can feel them
 Speeding up behind
 In an unmarked hallucination
 In a wilderness where the law cant hear me
 Shouting, begging mercy
 On the concrete while they kick my jaw in
 Driving, in a cold sweat
 There is no one
 On an icy highway