Slow Дорожка 9

Текст песни "Slow — Дорожка 9"

Either way it's suicide
Cars drive through in real time
You choose the stars in blue and white
I love you till i'm dead inside
Plastic eyes look milky white
And the violence makes things hard to hide
Our pale faces sink in time
Either way it's suicide

I'm gonna jump the next train
Gonna jump on a plane
Take a ticket to the other side
Jump the next train

Jump the next train...

Touch till hot times smack me up
And cigarettes taste good tonight
Modern girl it's time to go
Either way i'll let you know
We wake up to a polaroid
And the blank eyes stare at something new
Little unit don't let go
All I really want is you

I'm gonna jump the next train
Gonna jump on a plane
Take a ticket to the other side
Jump the next train