G.B.H
Hellhole
The poor man he had no dreamsHe had no vices all he had was himselfSpent his days walking aroundThinking of things to do with his timeIt's like a dream when I wake and screamI'm lost and alone and living in a hellholeLooked at himself then looked at the worldDecided things weren't going too wellJust a man with a sense of justiceWould his days of misery never endIt's like a dream when I wake and screamI'm lost and alone and living in a hellholeBought a gun disciplined himselfShoot those those bastards right between the eyesCrime figures fell like dead leavesThe city breathed a sigh of reliefIt's like a dream when I wake and screamI'm lost and alone and living in a hellholeBought a gun disciplined himselfShoot those those bastards right between the eyesLetras de cancionesCrime figures fell like dead leavesThe city breathed a sigh of reliefIt's not easy when you're making a standWhen it seems that all the world is madIt's easy to fall by the waysideBut if you act like a sheep you'll get eaten by the wolfNow the streets are safe for children to playCouples can go walking in the parkThe poor man is happy nowAn unknown hero and nobody knows his nameIt's like a dream when I wake and screamI'm lost and alone and living in a hellhole, a hellholeIn a hellhole
From Letras Mania