Black Car (Acoustic) - Miriam Bryant/ALMA (ALMA)

Lyrics by：Victor Rådström/Miriam Bryant/Jamie Hartman

It was like a movie scene

A cut out from a magazine

We are not even real

Nor are the things we think we feel

Going back to 030

Fly for 20 hours or so

Thousand miles apart in heart and soul

Now the rub is burning

Now the wheels are turning

I don't care as long as you don't

We go driving in your black car

Pick me up and love fast

We go driving in your black car

Pick me up and love fast

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We go driving in your black car

Yeah we both ain't got too much trust

And we're acting like supposed stars

I'm fool for you f**k the rest

America to my hometown

Back and for you stick around

Don't think about the future now

Now I've spent my money

All on you honey

I don't feel sorry

We go driving in your black car

Pick me up and love fast

We go driving in your black car

Pick me up and love fast

We're dying for connection

Hoping that we'll get some

Some sort of reaction

Maybe we just need attention

We go driving we go driving

We go driving in your black car

We go driving we go driving

We go driving in your black car

We go driving in your black car

Pick me up and love fast

We go driving in your black car

Pick me up and love fast

We go driving in your black car

Pick me up and love fast

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

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