Carsynergy

Black smoke trails in front of taillights
Sun sinks slow beneath the ground
Been up way past too many midnights
To think the sun will always come round

This picture seems so clean, so awful
So stained and not so innocent by day
And in the rain we can scream we hate them
Let the water wash the hate away

There won’t always be warmth
When you come in from outside
There’s not always a quick stitch
That fixes when your torn up inside
There’s not always a hand to hold
The soul you bought is sold
The faces they don’t know you
And they’ve left me feeling cold