Description

One-Stop, Electronic alternative, Medium tempo, moody, mysterious, haunting, dark, tense, tension, suspense, building, atmospheric, dramatic, cinematic, Female vocals, synth, drums, beats, bass, New York City, New York, United States

Lyrics

Broken thoughts on the tip of my tongue
urging to slip out,
to spill
I can’t stop this feeling
haunting me
It seems to follow wherever I go

Aching cravings on the side of the road
Frozen
in time
I don’t know where this is going
but I don’t like it
no, I don’t like it

My dear,
I’m in the headlights
hardly moving
Breathing fast under the moonlight
just need to get away (and run)