8 acessos
I'm not good with distractions
I lose my chain of action
Girls lead me astray
So cinematic the poses they pull
Reminds me of stars of yesterday
Oh so very far away,
Not so far now
Oh-oh-oh-woa-oh-oh
We're all part of the problem
Look them in the eyes and then rob them
And are we fighting for a common cause
Or mercenaries on foreign shores
Of alliance, searching for confortable silence
I'm not sure what I'm looking for
A love for life or a simple night of passion
Oh, it's the fashion
What's wrong with a notch on the wall
To be loved once
Then never at all
No matter how small, not so small now
Oh-oh-oh-woa-oh-oh
We're all part of the problem
Look them in the eyes and then rob them
And are we fighting for a common cause
Or mercenaries on foreign shores
Of alliance, searching for confortable silence
Oh-oh-oh-woa-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-woa-oh-oh
We're all part of the problem
Look them in the eyes and then rob them