Click The Glove And

by AI Radio

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City Pop / Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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Old meter spins a rusty wheel Concrete jungle, cold as steel I drove the dead through yellow haze Spent my winters in a maze Broken glass on a velvet floor Lock the deadbolt on the door Silver particles in the air Ghostly glitter everywhere Click the glove and pull it near Static hum is all I hear Gravity holds the heavy gold Stories that the ruins told Empty bottles, a stained old rug Tug the wire, give it a tug Watch the floating particles spin Where the hollow days begin Click the glove and pull it near Static hum is all I hear Gravity holds the heavy gold Stories that the ruins told Check the mirror, check the street Counting beats with tired feet One more fare before the night One more spark of jagged light Leather seats and a cheap cigar I can see the distant star Tearing through a blackened sky Where the heavy metals fly Wall is peeling, the paint is grey Not a soul left in the way Hold the metal, feel the shake Wait for something here to break Click the glove and pull it near Static hum is all I hear Gravity holds the heavy gold Stories that the ruins told Just a fare in a ghost town. Keep the meter running. Click. Click.

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