Once Tasted Life Service Station South Wales
Service station next to some highway at 6 p.m
Unknown faces the smell of some fries songs on the radio winter rain for every person coming in there's someone else who's just about to leave this place some time ago we'd change the world now we're sitting face to face without no words service station next to some highway at 6 p.m
Foreign places we go to to escape from memories we restrain
For every person coming in there's someone else who's just about to leave this place some time ago we'd change the world now we're sitting face to face without no words i still got this empty postcard i bought a while ago to write to you these things i couldn't say in conversations in our backyards found new ways to hide our insecurities by spending some advice new experience new surprise
