French Films
This Dead Town
Every day I'm waiting forThe airport bars and the fading shoresTo clean my heart from all the rustThat stayed when nothing ever changedI'm just a kid with imaginary futureSo tired of being niceTo all these idiots aroundBuilding on jealousy and fearI don't know if we live or drownOr where to belong in this dead townAnd when there's no return from hellWell then there's no return from hellAnd you wouldn't have to read to knowThe witch hunt never diedHere's again something to rip apartFor the petty little soldiers of GracelandAnd all those things I've never seenWhile working pointless jobs to wasteStill backed by tainted nature forceBy the fucked up choirs of the kitchen whoresI don't know if we live or drownLetras de cancionesOr where to belong in this dead townAnd when there's no return from hellWell then there's no return from hellI don't know if we live or drownOr where to belong in this dead townAnd when there's no return from hellWell then there's no return from hellIt can break your heartTake your mindIt can bury your soulAnd all the colours in itBreak your heartTake your mindIt can bury your soulAnd all the colours in itBreak your heartTake your mindIt can bury your soulAnd all the colours in itBreak your heartTake your mindIt can bury your soulAnd all the colours in it
From Letras Mania