letra de exiles - son volt
shots are filled and boredom killed
the last chance purple of dawn
pagan roads and catacombs
lost on the way to the heart
bar souls and shifty eyes
grievances to the government
san francisco, new york, new york
the best religion is faith in man
too far along to live alone
chasing a world to call your own
the sting of mortality
a reminder renewal only happens within
the damage has been determined
there’s a different set of rules closing in
history repeats while the sick machine roars
hustlers and wolves walk freely through the door
but when you go leave a smile on your face
we’re exiles now pulling out of this place
too far along to let alone
chasing a world to call our own
too far along to let alone
chasing a world to call our own
letras aleatórias
- letra de manchester - nina nesbitt
- letra de rations - stellar young
- letra de nail pon cross - damian marley
- letra de undercover prodigy - e'lii kif
- letra de my town - dylan scott
- letra de let it be me - gotthard
- letra de négro - koro
- letra de minha mina - igeó
- letra de america - car seat headrest
- letra de like the first time - dare