Women with small stripe for the eyes
All dressed in black
Catching a cab from their daytime job
Tension is the name of the arrow that pierce me
I barely made a step beyond
All dressed in black
Aesthetics of fusillade indoors
Try,try to paint the senses
Trees are bare though leaves gone green
The mirror’s no longer swaps my hands in reflection
Entire city keep the pace
All dressed in black
You remind me a car with turned off headlights
,are moving in the night
You remind me a car with turned off headlights
,are moving in the night
Hollow streets still smell the thrill
Someone said that he knows all about afterlife but not tells
I’m tired and full of pills in early morning
White stain on my t-shirt
But i’m all dressed in black
You remind me a car with turned off headlights,are moving in the night
You remind me a car with turned off headlights,are moving in the night
There’s nothing good inside your head but sometimes prey wants to meet again
You remind me a car with turned off headlights
,are moving in the night
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