Living in backseats
Floating in decay
The skyline’s on fire
Billboards on our trail
No drug for your fever
No driver on the wheel
Living in backseats
You got a hold on my world
Come again
You gotta hold on my world
Runaway girl
I‘m falling apart here
Can I borrow your skin?
Running in shadows
Twisted games and the skyline’s on fire
As we’re running to the cliff, for a moment alive
This is all yours
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