The world's been
slowing the streets at night
They try to keep up all the heat inside
The moon tells them to relax and
turn their minds 180 degrees
So what are you waiting for?
Just escape to a left door
Open up and drag it in
Baby it's a great honor selling hot kills
The weekend is almost over now
The week is almost over
now
Plug your bones in and up your tongue so
And kind of mute your
heartbeats for a while
Let your skin to bathe
Drop your dreams on the pavement like
you're not returnable now
What if the miss ing last bus back home?
What if the pulled the plug
once and for all?
What if the drink umbrellas in
the work beyond the edge?
What if, what if, what if, what if, what if?
The week is almost over now
Now, what are you waiting for?
Now, what are you waiting for?
Now, what are you waiting for?
Now
The weekend is almost over now
The weekend is almost over now
The weekend is almost over now