SlipAway

(ahhhh) It's three in the morning

The clock on the wall keeps turning

You left your keys by the doorway

But left me here with this burning

(ooh,

this burning)

And we are just fading like smoke in the room

Tracing the lines of a beautiful ruin

(beautiful

ruin)

Driving through empty streets

Your favorite melody plays

Nothing but retro beats

Lost in a violet haze (so far away)

Did we let it slip away?

(did we let it go) Or was it never meant to stay?

Fading like smoke... (just

fading) (ahhhh)