I hear a voice inside my head, feel insane
I hear a voice and I'm bleeding through my veins
I've got no more choice to be far from you
But I can stay here and now.
And I don't give a damn how to explain
It really seems to mean I'm on the run
Don't even know what I'm doing right now
I just grew up with memories
It's quite a good thing to don't know what to be
I'm an outlaw guy with my ol' guitar
Playing this street rock country on my strings
But I can stay here and now.
And I don't give a damn how to explain
It really seems to mean I'm on the run
Don't even know what I'm doing right now
I just grew up with memories
And I don't give a damn how to explain
It really seems to mean I'm on the run
Don't even know what I'm doing right now
I just grew up with memories