Pistolita
Pistolita - Fadawhite songtekst
Je score:
Everyone turns To face my way Stops what they do with such scared looks on face In silence they all look at me The sky starts to crack The boy on aluminum bicycle stops dead in his tracks With such a sad look on his carousel face His eyes meet with mine but they're hollow-white inside I let out a horrible scream and i say Well i guess this is it Yet today is the day They're the black They're the poor Fadawhite And i look down to say My legs are on one knee As lives turn and fade From the streets that we make I continue to run to the girl to the place That i know is still here That i know is still fake She's up on the hill on the cliff where we live Leaps up over the edge with both her arms outstretched She now climbs for the edge as the world comes to ends But her body just shatters like glass Her porcelain face in my hands Alone in the dark i collapse Under silent skies (we fade away) Under silent skies (kiss me goodbye)