Paroles Gone To Texas de Jessica's Crime

Jessica's Crime
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  • Chanson: Gone To Texas
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Textes et Paroles de Gone To Texas



Leaving behind the desert-bound lake
and the stink of the city when she starts to burn.
I knew right then that the man in the collar
weren't never, never, never gonna let me alone.

Got a big, black car and the sun's behind me,
now the sky is the color of a dead T.V.
Twenty-four hours ain't enough to hide
and with the roles reversed, I know he'd come for me.
Bam-bam!
But the city was a wicked waste of my time
slips back from west to east,
like a line reminds me of the past
presents another future,
and the crime binds him to me.

But it's o.k. now- I'm gone, to Texas!
Won't lay down till I get back home.
Gotta hit the ground running (for the full effect)
I got fuel, got guns, got money to burn.

Searching the ground and the sky for a sign,
but the traces we leave ain't so easy to see.
One side of the coin shows Janus deranged,
one side of the coin looks just like me.
Bam-bam!
But confession is a wicked waste of my mind
when guilt is what I need.
And the line looks straight, but it leads me home:
we move in circles, itís the nature of things.

But it's o.k. now- I'm gone, to Texas!
Won't lay down till I get back home.
Gotta hit the ground running (so he donít suspect)
I got fuel, got guns, got money to burn.

Come, at last, to the border. I ask you:
Is the past worth saving if it isn't clean?
But the promise we made, t'weren't easily broken,
and the Word ain't bad, if it says what it means.

But it's o.k. now- I'm gone, to Texas!
Won't lay down till I get back home.
Gotta hit the ground running (like it don't affect us!)
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(Thanks to Josh for these lyrics)

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