Из альбома: Grand Theft Auto IV Radio

wet paint in the mid-day sun
she sleeps while he writes you poems
been a long night with nothin' going on the t.v. was glowin'
i walk alone
no sleep, a hero’s fate
snow white stuck in an 8-track tape
face down on a feather bed
i was awakened and confused
i walk alone
lazy eye
like an orphan doll
she cries
gets no answer at all
buckle up bad days are on the way
the sandman is comin'
i walk alone
open house
down in this nowhere town
a rose blooms
while the paint peels down to the brick
and the steps below
someone is hiding
i walk alone
i walk alone

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