Instead of dusty roads of snow
We dream of brick and skyline
And every second on the road
Collect calls we'll be dialing
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
My mornings don't exist you know
They're just a waste of daylight
With out a reason to get up
I don't even bother trying
After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
Four Star Daydream - After Hours Smirks/Poses (feat. Rebekah Hawker) Lyrics
Four Star Daydream - After Hours Smirks/Poses (feat. Rebekah Hawker) Lyrics
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Instead of dusty roads of snow
We dream of brick and skyline
And every second on the road
Collect calls we'll be dialing
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
My mornings don't exist you know
They're just a waste of daylight
With out a reason to get up
I don't even bother trying
After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
We dream of brick and skyline
And every second on the road
Collect calls we'll be dialing
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
My mornings don't exist you know
They're just a waste of daylight
With out a reason to get up
I don't even bother trying
After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
After hours smirks and poses
Just to get a smile
Countless blocks of window shops
And nobody is buying
But oh those moments that I miss
Concrete and obscene street cars
And all the things talked about
Through my ears like sweet nothing
This way of life's a crime
Writer: Matthew Haskill
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