In the Deathcar - Pat Benesta

A howling wind is whistling in the night

My dog is growling in the dark

Something's pulling me outside

To ride around in circles

I know that you have got the time

Coz anything I want, you do

You'll take a ride through the strangers

Who don't understand how to feel

In the deathcar, we're alive

In the deathcar, we're alive

I'll let some air come in the window

Kind of wakes me up a little

I don't turn on the radio

Coz they play shit, like.... You know

When your hand was down on my dick

It felt quite amazing

And now that, that is all over

All we've got is the silence

In the deathcar, we're alive

In the deathcar, we're alive

So come on mandolins, play

When I touched you

I felt that you still had your baby fat

And a little taste of baby's breath

Makes me forget about death

At your age you're still joking

It ain't time yet for the choking

So now we can see the movie and see each other truly

In the deathcar, we're alive

In the deathcar, we're alive

I want to hear some mandolins