Текст песни Black Car - Miriam Bryant, Clairmont

Black Car

It was like a movie scene
A cut out from a magazine
We are not even real
Nor are the things we think we feel
I’m going back to 030
I’d fly for 20 hours or so
A thousand miles apart in heart and soul
And now the rubbers burning
Now the wheels are turning
I won’t care as long as you don’t
Cus we go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
I met you on the dance floor
I was high and you were bored
I asked you for a lighter and you thought
«Oh I like her»
Going back to 030
Back and forth but we both know
That nothing lasts forever, no
Now you spent all our money
You used to call me «honey»
And I know that you’re sorry
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We’re dying for connection
Hoping that we’ll get some
Some sort of reaction
Maybe we just need attention
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving in your black car
Pick my up and love fast