Artist: The Matches
Album: E. Von Dahl Killed The Locals
Title: The Restless

We we're steamin at the seams
And the scene seemed like in dreams
Pressed close behind the tinted glass
As the cops headlights strolled passed
"I can't see a thing" Kelly said blushing
As she spelled our names on the window
Of her sisters Monte Carlo
This is the soundtrack
Playing in back
Of our restless lives
And though they make no sense
These are the moments
We'll remember for the rest of our restless lives
Lying behind ventian blinds
In the depth of summertime
Hiding from the asshole sun
Copying Jon's record collection
Bedroom reek of death
Sweaty sheets and Sunday breath
With ambition for ammunition
And the pulse of our machine gun
This is the soundtrack
Playing in back
Of our restless lives
And though they make no sense
These are the moments
We'll remember for the rest of our restless lives
Out of the picture first (???)
You see the movies that you wanna see
Right?
Cause you know what you wanna be
Right?
So choose between A, B or C
It's free will
But it's still a recipe
So what about the rest of us?
What about the restless?
Will we be restless for the rest of our lives?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
And this is the soundtrack
Playing in back
Of our restless lives
And though they make no sense
These are the moments
We'll remember for the rest of our restless lives
This is the soundtrack
Playing in back
Of our restless lives
And though they make no sense
These are the moments
We'll remember for the rest of our restless lives
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh