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letra de this is how it ends - walking papers

he was driving through the desert
he’d already dug a hole
yeah, the moon hangs around
and she sees everything go down, but
oh, she don’t dare tell a soul

carlos had to think about his reputation
he had a dead man behind his seat
yeah, with duct tape pullеd tight
over a rag in his mouth
around his wrist and his feet

so, this is how it ends
you’ll nevеr see her face again
the reflection in his eyes
of vultures circling in the sky
if you want to twist the knife
you’ll have to wait your turn
if you fly too close to the sun
baby, you’re gonna burn
ooooh, you’re gonna burn
tony wouldn’t stop his crying
and carlos has heard enough
tony began to get the feeling
like he might be dying
and he used to talk so much sh-t
he used to act so tough

carlos took a hard look at tony
and then he pulled out his knife
he said “you should’ve learnt
to keep your mouth shut, man”
and tony started begging for his life

he said “next time you won’t be so lucky
and don’t even think about talking to the cops”
he left tony tied up on the floor of bathroom stall
at the next rest stop

so, this is how it ends
you’ll never see her face again
the reflection in his eyes
of vultures circling in the sky
if you want to twist the knife
you’ll have to wait your turn
if you fly too close to the sun
baby, you’re gonna burn
you’re gonna burn
yeah, you’re gonna burn
yeah, you’re gonna burn
they threw the book at carlos
they gave him seven years
and his mother sat in back of the courtroom
and when carlos was sentenced
she just burst into tears

when carlos made parole
he had a green tattoo of jesus
in his chest, with a bleeding crown of th-rns
he also had a rose and a banner
with his mother’s name filled in
oh, and for her he still mourns

you could say he learned his lesson
’cause he has regrets about what he did
and if you ask carlos what he was doing time for?
he will tell you: “i did seven years for letting that snitch tony live.”

so, this is how it ends
she’ll never see his face again
the reflection in his eyes
of vultures circling in the sky
if you want to twist the knife
you’ll have to wait your turn
if you fly too close to the sun
baby, you’re gonna burn
yeah, you’re gonna burn
yeah, you’re gonna burn
you’re gonna burn

- walking papers

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