متن آهنگ How Was Your Ride? از Blackfield

متن آهنگ How Was Your Ride? از Blackfield

We're like the weather You can't predict it We never take the time Heavy shackles We can't move freely We're leaving tracks on the ground It's too late, so why pray now You cynical bastard? We all ate from your plate So how was your ride? Frozen moments Your shadows on me Will always give the command It won't get better Just string along Until the curtain comes down It's too late, so why pray now You cynical bastard? We all ate from your plate So how was your ride? ♪