The Backseat

Your muscles move you
Your mouth it starts

You feel the yearning in the secret parts
It's never filled up the way you wish

Warm to the touch
But an empty kiss

How does it feel to know that you're killing me
When you get your body lows that don't mean anything

Your words don't sooth me
I'm falling off the track
Two steps forward
And three steps back

The concrete's broken
Frozen in the dark
You know that I still love you
With my jaded

How does it feel to know that you're killing me
I know I'm losing you but I'll keep listening

But here I am
I been waiting
I'm afraid
I'll mess it up again
Depression lies
And I've been listening
I'm trapped in the backseat
With my friend

I'm trapped in the backseat, with my friend
I'm trapped in the backseat, with my friend
I'm trapped in the backseat, with my friend



Credits
Writer(s): Fellow Robot, Nani Gross
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