Get in the car
Turn on the radio
See that fat yellow Moon at the?
The land is flashing by so fast
While that fat yellow Moon was following us
So don't shed your tears over dark secrets
Missed opportunities and wicked lies
We took the wrong turn
We got lost
And we read all the skies
While that fat yellow Moon was following us
But I don't give a fuck about the colour of your eyes
Baby there's blood on the backseat
I don't give a fuck about the stories and the skies (?)
Baby there's blood on the backseat
So don't shed your tears over dark secrets
Missed opportunities and wicked lies
We took the wrong turn
We got lost
And we read all the skies
While that fat yellow Moon was following us
But I don't give a fuck about the colour of your eyes
Baby there's blood on the backseat
I don't give a fuck about the stories and the skies (?)
Baby there's blood on the backseat
