Metroschifter
Sweeper
My brakes when slowing squeal.
My mind it always feels
like nothing's ever real for me inside your heart.
Slideâ i'm winding down.
Diveâ instead of falling down.
My brakes squeak in time
with our hearts and minds are out of line.
Give me anything back.
Anything you hold could be mine. Take.
From Letras Mania