Running low, this fever's got me so cold Burning slow, I'm tired of being on hold
I need to get away, no more hallucinating Get away, no more useless information I need some silence, some desolation I don't mind if I have to drive all through the night
I want empty beaches and desert highways Only guided by moonlight
To a distant wasteland Getting lost in the quicksand Taking me further and further and further and further away
I need to rip the cage and sleep out in the open Get away from second hand emotions I need some silence, some desolation I don't mind if I have to drive all through the night
I want empty beaches and desert highways Only guided by moonlight
To a distant wasteland Getting lost in the quicksand Taking me further and further and further and further away
To a distant wasteland Getting lost in the quicksand Taking me further and further and further and further away
Post card skies, endless roads Backseat love to the rhythm of the radio It's calling me, pulling me Like a rope in the sand I know I should've never crossed
To a distant wasteland Getting lost in the quicksand Taking me further and further and further and further away
To a distant wasteland (to a distant wasteland) Getting lost in the quicksand (lost in the quicksand) Taking me further and further and further and further awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
