Blood On The Dashboard (версия 2)

Verse 1

Concrete jungle, rain washes white through the glass

Six a.m., engine humming as the dark turns to blast

Silver on my wrist catches what's left of the strobe light glare

Half a cigarette flicking in an empty cup without care

City is breathing hard, throat open wide and raw

Every window glowing amber like it knows it saw you walk through

Static hiss where the traffic meets the wind

I don't stop till the engine gives up, then I start again

Pre-Chorus

Nobody home behind these drawn curtains of steel

So I keep my own heartbeat loud enough to feel

Hands on the wheel, breath like smoke and fire

Watch the towers catch the first orange light of higher

Chorus

Blood on the dashboard where the night just bled away

Engine still hot, city holding its breath tonight

Every light is waiting for me — I don't slow down till morning breaks

Blood on the dashboard, I drive it home before daylight

Verse 2

Empty bottle rolling under a bus stop seat

Taxis crawling through shadows while the dawn finds the street

Your jacket still dangles off my rearview mirror hook

Static fading soft where your voice was — nothing to prove, nothing to prove

Fog lifts gold over the parking garage gates

Every taxi light blinking like it's calling out your name

I don't turn around when the sirens stop at the crossroads

This is mine before the sun eats this whole block cold

Pre-Chorus

Nobody home behind these drawn curtains of steel

So I keep my own heartbeat loud enough to feel

Hands on the wheel, breath like smoke and fire

Watch the towers catch the first orange light of higher

Chorus

Blood on the dashboard where the night just bled away

Engine still hot, city holding its breath tonight

Every light is waiting for me — I don't slow down till morning breaks

Blood on the dashboard, I drive it home before daylight

Bridge

Maybe you're sleeping somewhere with a smile still warm from the dark

I'm not chasing what we were, I just drive to prove I'm still here and spark

No gold, no trophy — just the wheel under my hands

Sun comes up on whatever this city left behind

Chorus

Blood on the dashboard where the night just bled away

Engine still hot, city holding its breath tonight

Every light is waiting for me — I don't slow down till morning breaks

Blood on the dashboard, I drive it home before daylight