Тексты песен The Bouncing Souls

Here we go again On our way to some airport Check lady smiles at me Then she asks for my photo ID I'm a frequent flier, elite gold member In the endless blue We're flying so fast but time's moving so

In the house walking around I found my way outside on the icy ground and up the street to my old school I thought of other places that might be cool cooler to be in right then instead instead of walki

On a dark street, on a cold night Pizza's cooking in a storefront oven On the corner a boy is waiting The moonlight feels cold and desperate Some hidden sadness is bound down Attention lives all over