Was running through an empty street Turn the corner I could feel the heat I wore the look of a white face city boy Knew a knife was the only way For a kid living day to day Who cares for a white face city boy
Raised in a hard town Nobody pushes me around I got trouble now I'm on the run Running white face city boy
I was running through an empty night Just the sound of a lovers' fight And the feeling of the wind upon my face I was looking for a place to hide Scared and my eyes were wide No place for a white face city boy
Live like a wild thing You can't tell me anything I got trouble now I'm on the run Running white face city boyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
