01010011 01001000 01000110 - Mark

Hit the lights,
dance the drive.
Rain on the windows and the tyres.
The A1M, it never ends
Quietdrive until the end.
Start a fire, strike a match
Clear this head, open up this path.
Sirens cried, day and night.
Your city looks so pretty in lights.

And now, I'm picking up the pieces.

White powdered dreams, pills start to scream.
Cut the skin and sew the seams
Roads empty and clear,
white lines dissapear.
Shooting cars, shooting hearts,
damn the distance, damn the stars.

Bright lights, plastic chairs
Blond streaks in your brown hair.
Summer nights, wearing thin,
Mountain sun eats my skin.
Fast times, that we live,
Dive into the ocean, let's take a spin.
James Street, hitting the heart.
Just in time to make a start.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• mark
• plummer
• SHF
• binary
• original
• acoustic
• guitar
• music
• unsigned

[clairelouisandsydney]

Love it(: your hot............

[PBoilermaker37]

good song man.

[MikeJannino]

very catchy, I liked it