My Favorite Highway – Letras de Murder On The Radio

Dodging bullets, dodging glances
Nervous and you shake while he makes his advances.
Sending tingles up your spine,
There is no way to define,
A regret that you cannot rewind.

Feeling empty, feeling broken,
There's a malice on his lips you can taste while your choking.
He is sour, he is sharp,
He is preying on your heart.
Just relax while he tears you apart.

Take the dreams you had, throw them all away.

Whoa, singing you to sleep, while you dream
While we murder on the radio.
Whoa, singing you to sleep, while you dream
While we murder on the radio.

Feed desire, feed the cancer.
Swallowing the lust that will cripple the dancer.
With his hands around your neck,
You have lost all self-respect.
You're a mirror to ashamed to reflect.

Are you cautious, are you reckless?
Guilty and exposed, but to stubborn to confess.
He is careless, he is kind, he has one thing on his mind.
He is determined to keep you confined.
Take the dreams you had, throw them all away.

Whoa, singing you to sleep, while you dream
While we murder on the radio.
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