Backseat - Eldest 11

Night fall we ride

With lips shaped from Oblivion

A Smell of leather and dye

Among the lambs clothed in white

Under Blankets of smoke and breathtaking Vermilion

The bad boy type

We are the things that go bump in the night

Under spells in candlelight

They praise our eyes

Dreamless and shaped from Oblivion

Scars are diamonds at night

Same twinkle… different light

Under blankets of spells in candlelight

We are children of the night and the ruins of paradise

Only you can live your life

Angels will still cry at night

Things aren’t always black and white

But I’m not the one to complicate anyone

Or all the things you love

I saw you in the backseat love

Under scars that shine

I know you know, I’m just a dirty one

I live under the stars with a mouthful of blood

Forever young!

Join the fold and God rest your soul

Earn your place under the sun

And ride shotgun

Earn your place under the sun

Learn to speak with a forked tongue

Let’s ride…

Put the windows down.

Feel the wind growing

Down the dirt roads…

Where we feel at home covered in the pine trees… Ghosting

Slivers of you die off blowing all over

Down the dirt roads…

Into the unknown covered in the pine trees… Ghosting

I saw you in the backseat love

Under scars that shine

I know you know, I’m just a dirty one

I live under the stars with a mouthful of blood

Forever young!

Join the fold and God rest your soul

You’re so beautiful…