Loto - My Guitar Тексты

Loto - My Guitar
Loto

So It´s true I sold my soul
I took the northern skies and wasted them down the
road
I set on Roses till the day I die
And I'll be on my own but I still got my guitar

So It's true I sold my heart
I put it on a jar and gave it a new start
I set on Roses till the day I die
And I'll be on my own but I still got my guitar

And I know It's not fashion
But then what is fashion?
Guitar is my passion
A blind fascism

I'm seeing ice in cubes and Johnny Maar
I'm seeing John on a car driving far
But than lives are wasted
My life is wasted
Many lives wasted
My life wasted

I'm seeing all dead stars, jamming on my guitar
Этот текст прочитали 118 раз.