Lacing your sneakers on the soles that you have worn so thin Timber wolves hunt on a night like this Your headache prone Your muscles groan You better be ready for the heat From the coal beneath your feet Run.
Oh run.
Yes I know now, I know now They are trailing close behind They are trailing close behind
So run.
They're gonna get you They're gonna figure you out They're gonna get you Ditch the ghost town now.
Run run run run Rubber to the pavement Glasses break From the screech of the sirens Trivial pursuit Yeah you're shaking in your boots.
You've got your champagne screams That's what you wanted You're drinking by yourself Because you've got no body else. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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