Credits Songtext

von Slut

Perfect beat,
A drizzle sound,
Just bungled overseen.
An attitude so obsolete,
Now I wonder why...
But I think it's not okay,
My credit's cracked,
I ought to pay.
The street's so cold,
As cold as you on a long ride...
On a long ride...
On a long ride...
On a long ride...
Tangled and without a face,
I tried to turn away.
For anyone could know your place,
Where I belong to...
But I think it's not okay,
My credit's cracked,
I ought to pay.
The street's so cold,
As cold as you on a long ride...
But I think it's not okay,
The same old feelings might delay.
The street's so cold,
As cold as you, as I ??
You for a long ride...
For a long ride...