|
|
|
|
Im a gambler
And Im a runner
But you knew that
When you layed down
Im a picture of
Ugly stories
Im a killer and
Im a clown
Step into the street by sundown
Step into your last goodbye
Youre a target just by living
Twenty dollars will make you die
I wear lace
And I wear black leather
My hands are lightning
Upon my gun
My shots are clean
And my my shots are final
My shots are deadly
And when its done
Youre as stiff as my smoking barrel
Youre as dead as a desert night
Youre a notch
And Im a legend
Youre at peace
And I must hide
Tell me where the hell Im going
Let my bones fall in the dust
Cant you hear that ghost thats calling?
As my Colt begins to rust
In the dust
HATA BİLDİR
|
|
|
|
Yorum Yapın