Pacific Drive | A Shell in the Pit - Ghost on the Road ♪ [Radio Song #1]

All album Слова Sulfur and smoke Glows through the snow It smells like money Rivers for spines Between the dry pines of bones unbecoming You might have to hang behind Hang behind me You might have to hang behind Red eyes, on the highway Ghost on the road It&a cold one, what a white one My heart it froze, it&a cold one Thinking of home You might have to hang behind Hang behind me Hang behind me You might have to hang behind These lies, on the highway You might have to hang behind Hang behind me Hands behind, me You might have to hang behind These lives on the highway You might have to hang behind Hang behind me Past behind, me You might have to hang behind These dead eyes, on the highway Oooh-ooh Ooh-oooh oooh Oooooh Oooh oooh