Burneye
Late night,
Faded moon and empty streets.
Freezed hands but a warm heart is all I need.
My drowsy eyes stare throughout the steam,
Looking for a signal, red, yellow, green...
Accelerate my thoughts,
Slow-mo what I live.
Will the fuel be enough so we don't need a break?
Brakes won't have a use if there's no destiny,
Although we ain't leaving the city
Where we never wanted to live...
Frozen lungs breathing out nicotine.
Burned eyes, red as hell.
Realized that labels come from what you breathe.
Daylight, no moon nor empty streets.
Warm hands, take me from this life I live.
Our drowsy eyes, closed because the steel,
I just found the time,
Set my mind to live.
Brakes will stop once I'm at my destiny,
Though we ain't leaving the city
Where we never want to live...
Where we never wanted to leave.
Frozen lungs breathing out nicotine,
Burned eyes, red as hell
Realize that labels come from what you breathe.
Frozen lungs breathing out nicotine,
Burned eyes, red as hell
Realize that labels come from what you breathe.
Cards were shown,
But we ain't playin'.
Black jack, no hack,
Now it's all about to say.
Faded moon and empty streets.
Freezed hands but a warm heart is all I need.
My drowsy eyes stare throughout the steam,
Looking for a signal, red, yellow, green...
Accelerate my thoughts,
Slow-mo what I live.
Will the fuel be enough so we don't need a break?
Brakes won't have a use if there's no destiny,
Although we ain't leaving the city
Where we never wanted to live...
Frozen lungs breathing out nicotine.
Burned eyes, red as hell.
Realized that labels come from what you breathe.
Daylight, no moon nor empty streets.
Warm hands, take me from this life I live.
Our drowsy eyes, closed because the steel,
I just found the time,
Set my mind to live.
Brakes will stop once I'm at my destiny,
Though we ain't leaving the city
Where we never want to live...
Where we never wanted to leave.
Frozen lungs breathing out nicotine,
Burned eyes, red as hell
Realize that labels come from what you breathe.
Frozen lungs breathing out nicotine,
Burned eyes, red as hell
Realize that labels come from what you breathe.
Cards were shown,
But we ain't playin'.
Black jack, no hack,
Now it's all about to say.
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