Bikes - FLØRE

In the silvery moonlight

Our shadows collide

Just take me right into the night

Burn it all to the bones

This house never been a home

All I want is to feel fine

When the night fades will you run

Or will you stay?

When the day breaks will you run

Or will you stay?

Take me away

Go and find a place

Where we can hide

Where we can sort our troubled minds

Uuh, uuh, uuh

Sort our troubled minds

Uuh, uuh, uuh

There is blood on these bikes

And it still hurts sometimes

How many memories do I have to kill to stay alive?

Rode on the back of your bike

Thought you were my lover for life

But I was just a waste of time

I‘m just a waste

When the night fades will you run

Or will you stay?

When the day breaks will you run

Or will you stay?

Uuh, uuh, uuh

Sort our troubled minds

Uuh, uuh, uuh

(Uuh, uuh, uuh)

Nothing’s been a waste when it still leaves a taste, right?

Nothing’s been a waste when it still leaves a taste, right

But yours just bitter

And I‘m just a waste of time

So how am I still alive?