Driving the streets The same roads leading you each night The darker it gets, the faster you drive
The secrets you keep But the answers that you give are lies A white-knuckle wheel and glassy eye
And you burn all your satellites Black buzz come dance with you tonight Once was becomes what never will Draw the shades down to the windowsill
You lie down to sleep As the sun gives another day The cold and the pain have faded away The rays through the blinds Draw lines across your bed Asleep in your clothes Alone in your head
And you burn all your satellites Black buzz come dance with you tonight Once was becomes what never will When your hand clutches a dirty pill And it's hard to know you'll be all right When your blood's burning you inside At the cliff now on your own free will Draw the shades down to the windowsillTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
