Hail Taxi

(альбом: Atlas Vending - 2020)

Hard sell
Feels like I've been here before
Break right through it
To find a new fix
This time
There ain't no question to answer
'Cause our love
It never fit their design

I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages to you
I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages to you

Hard sell
The structures fall through the floor
Bend into it
To make the shoe fit
Brand new morning taking hold
Did you censor your senses
For all those living their lives on top of you?
You, you

I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages to you
I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages
I'm sending messages to you

I want to take you back there
Under the pinhole sky
We'd sit and watch as the world passed by
It never looked that way before

I'll take nothing less than
I'll take nothing less than
I'll take nothing less than all
I'll take nothing less than
I'll take nothing less than
I'll take nothing less than all

I want to take you back there
Under the pinhole sky
We'd sit and watch as the world passed by
I want to take you back there
No more asking why
We'd sit and watch as the world passed by

Hail taxi
Hail taxi
Hail taxi
Hail taxi
It never looked that way before