Texty písní Fun Lovin' Criminals

Fun Lovin' Criminals

Ballad of Nyc

Sand in my socks, and tears in my eyes

Theres blood on my hands, and smoke in the skies

My brothers are gone, and I'm numb to the pain

Can't pick up the phone, now

I'm dreamin again

See, y'all can't relate, see i'm all by myself

And where can i turn, When there's nobody else

I'm back in the world, And i'm livin your lie

I smile at the girls, But I'm dying inside

Where do i begin? New York city, The place that has

become my friend

i've walked my pain over your streets once again

Yet you're always there for me (for me)

I'm on the westside. And I'm down by the river my dog

starts to bark. And

the wind starts to whimper

there's not enough time. To leave it all behind

see all you love my voice in your mind... Drag the

river for my soul.

And dust my sugar from the fold. Although my sins are

gettin' cold. Drag the river for my soul

Where do I begin? New York city, the place that has

become my friend.

I've walked my pain over your streets once again... Yet

you're always there for

me (for me)

Drag the river for my soul. And dust my sugar from the

fold although my sins

are gettin' cold. Drag the river for my soul.

Where do i begin? New York city. The place that has

become my friend

I've walked my pain over your streets once again... yet

you're always there for

me (for me)