
Date of issue: 13.05.2004
Song language: English
City Boy |
I got a story, a story to tell. |
About a long road |
back from a sory of hell |
I been flying almost every night. |
I been ready to burn |
and I been living to die. |
SO take a look, take a look in my eyes: |
Cause I got no remorse for all the hate |
that burns inside. |
Take a look at my suicide. |
Self destruction |
I know the streets can be so cold |
I know these streets |
can make you feel so cold. |
I’ve got this gun to my head all alone. |
Another bottle of pills almoste gone; |
My cigarette burns |
right trough my soul. |
I’m almoste home. |
And I'"ve seen: |
broken hearts and broken dreams |
like broken bodies. |
under the pale street lights tonight. |
I’ve seen the hate and yeah; |
I’ve heard the lies. |
So I turned my back |
and now I’m on the outside |
I know the streets can be so cold |
I’m almoste home. |
Self destruction. |
I’m on my way home. |
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Some Kind Of Hate | 2002 |
Ultra Violence | 2000 |
When The Storm Comes | 2001 |
White Trash Anthem | 2002 |
Cheap Wine | 1999 |
Ruanaway | 2004 |
Anywhere But Here | 1999 |
Jaded | 1997 |
Goin' Down The Bar | 2001 |
Dead End Street | 2002 |
Livin' In Exile | 1999 |
So Common, So Cheap | 2002 |
She's Still A Bitch | 2002 |
Love Song | 2002 |
Bloodshed | 2002 |
Eulogy For A Dream | 1999 |
Mother Dear | 2002 |
Tear Out My Eyes | 2002 |
A Rock'n`roll Song | 2004 |
No Friend Of Mine | 2006 |