After Hours Smirks/Poses (feat. Rebekah Hawker)

Instead of dusty roads of snow
We dream of brick and skyline
And every second on the road
Collect calls we'll be dialing

But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime

My mornings don't exist you know
They're just a waste of daylight
With out a reason to get up
I don't even bother trying

After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying

But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime

After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying

But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime