The Amplifetes - S.E.O.K.I. lyrics

Moonrise at the bottom of it, floats of sand. Sea looks down for the ashtray, next to your hand. Looking at the blue sky, turning blind So I stumble the shoreline, he comes. Roses in the trashcan, love life out of date, Cheeks shining of the cheap lipstick, Oh, what a waste. Just in tunes of the radio blasting from the abandoned Jeep. Somebody's out there where the waves break, We remain.