Outside the racetrack Inside the speedtraps You'll find your place to lie down
Static cloud in the half light of a streetlight flickers out At the centre of a still-life your life You know you are winter in your sound Stick around, wait around, how can I stay when I won't wait around?
Outside the racetrack Inside the speedtraps You'll find your place to lie down
Static cloud in the half light of a streetlight flickers out At the centre of a still-life your life You know you are winter in your sound Stick around, wait around, how can I stay when I won't wait around?
Don't make eye contact, it doesn't mean interest Don't make eye contact, it doesn't mean interest It means that only some Will see the sunrise Will see the sunrise We'll see through black eyes
