london cab

And if I’m not there and I’m far away
I said, don’t be afraid
I said, don’t be afraid
We’re going home

So the hearse ran out of gas, a passenger person grabbed a map
And the driver inside it contrived a new route to save the path
He checked his watch and grabbed a cab, a beautifully plain taxi cab
A cab, had a cleared out back and two men started to unpack

// Twenty One Pilots - Taxi Cab //

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Strand, Saint Mary-le-Strand Church, London