Vārdi: Anberlin. Blueprints For The Black Market. Ready Fuels.

This car turned over without a key or gasoline tonight
Feel everything on fire and I'm dressed to kill killing for your dress goodnight
Help me to wait on you, hesitate it too, cause I'm alone
Feel so jaded, contemplative, waiting for you

We're running hot tonight and it feels so good
Your arm in mine here near midnight and it feels so right
Girls and the boys chase down running hot tonight

Running down the ready fuels it's finally over, just get over
Time will tell if all turns out ok
Help me to realize my dream is dying redefine despair
I turned away
So look the other way tonight

Can you wait for me a little longer/stronger?