Red Carpet Room - Driving Through Wilmington

Everything is but a copy of a copy
You just want to be alone
I'm just cab
I'm a car in the night time
I just want to drive you home
All the points we always hit are pointless
Somehow tomorrow we try again
And the day after that we reach the climax
We let the poison soothe our veins
There are places where a car cannot take you
Let your body embrace the sin
Art in the nude, ropes and hot wax
Are you ready to begin
Let's crash this car
Let's get burnt by the fire
Let's destroy all that confines the soul
Let's put a noose around the necks of the unworthy
Let's get in bed and let's embrace each other's body

I'm just a car, just a cab in the night time
I'm just a car, just a cab
I'm just a car, just a cab in the night time
I'm just a car, just a cab

Everything is but a copy of a copy
Tonight we want to be alone
For the sin is a means to what's been promised
For only sin can free our soul

Written by:
Niko Sklyarov

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