Through The Taxi Window

(ahhhh) Two AM, street corner glow

Lost in translation, looking for the road He asks for directions,

screen bright on his face Screenshot the map,

then erase every trace

Under the blue light,

ATM glow Standing in shadows where the high rollers go Windows rolled

down, we are fading away Nothing is real in the light of

the day

(yeah, yeah) Behind the rope,

a quiet regret

VIP passes that I want to forget Deleted the thread,

kept the feeling inside Now we just ride,

now we just ride

Under the blue light,

ATM glow Standing in shadows where the high rollers go

Windows rolled down, we are fading away Nothing is real in the

light of the day (ohhh)

Screenshot the map... Erase it all...