Ghost Subway Love

Descending the steps into this dark hell,
Where trains don't run backward, I can tell.
The turnstile is smashed, no tickets to buy,
The old abandoned lights have gone dry.
You stand all alone on the edge of the line,
The screeching of brakes is our only time.
Give me your hand, jump down with me,
This tunnel is where our spring is gonna be!

Припев
Underground love where the ghosts always wait!
Wires are guiding us through midnight fate!
Scream out your "Yes!", breaking the trap,
This train car is our hurricane!
Hey! Oh-oh-oh! Our hurricane!


The tracks are humming, the pulse starts to race,
I'm learning by heart in this dark, empty space.
Stones fly around from beneath grey wheels,
We made this nightmare, that's how it feels.
An abandoned world on a cold grey wall,
Your face dissolves as we take the fall.


The silence is screaming, but we don't care,
We forgot how to wait for anyone there.
Make that dirty chord ring out loud,
We're breaking the dead record, leaving the crowd!

Припев
Underground love where the ghosts always wait!
Wires are guiding us through midnight fate!
Scream out your "Yes!", breaking the trap,
This train car is our hurricane!


Oh-oh-oh! In the ghost subway!
Our hurricane!


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