Midnight Wire from Identity Undeclared by Pumpkin Buzzard

Moving to the music, I got an itchy collarbone
Trying not to lose it, sleep the day away
Every time I’m in it, I just got to have some more
I’m in a condition, It’s more than words can say

I was watching you through the window
Doing things you thought no one would know

I like to drive late at night
I like to drink sangria in the moonlight
I pull the shades - blot out the light
You don’t see me coming ‘cause I’m seeing into your mind

Driving down the highway, got the pedal to the floor
Tinting on my windows, suicide doors
Always to the limit, gotta keep it in the red
Winding down the canyon, I remember what you said

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