Из альбома: Live in New York City
The sky descends to meet you
Of this, I can recall
As I prepare to leave you
A kiss, a curse, a draw
Gunshots, baby
Let's cut thru the crowd
Gunshots, baby
Let's cut thru the crowd
Your smile, I came to see thru
And paint it on the wall
As I began to deceive you
I held your hand in thrall
Gunshots, baby
Let's cut thru the crowd
Gunshots, baby
Let's cut thru the crowd
Breaking, taking-
We've all gone inside now
To steal-
Deface-
Corrupt-
Erase-
The sky descends to meet you
Of this, I can recall
As I prepare to defeat you
A kiss, a curse, the law
Gunshots, baby
Let's cut thru the crowd