Untitled Lyrics

Now that it's been a while
Somehow come back in style
You smile at me
I hear the trash collectors at night
Drunk romance, soft forgiving lights
It's all the sameKind Of Like Spitting - Untitled - http://motolyrics.com/kind-of-like-spitting/untitled-lyrics.html
Fifties, sixties, seventies
Now art films burnt into our brow

If it's all the same to you
I'm going home