She was a friend of mine, She was some kind of angel
I was alone when the pouring rain came to my life
Give up the chase and come to the dark side
I was a faithful boy, Now I ain't got no Lord
I was walking back home. Walking back home...
Then I saw you through the dark,
I used to be somebody, that was good enough
I found myself under the mask,
And now there´s no return to where it all began
C'mon, shoot me in the leg!
I need a strong reaction just to see that I'm not dead
After all I hate this place,
I need to go and jump into a higher step
Oh, by that time I had killed the feeling
I did anything but smoking the whole day
Thorns stabbing me, “it's been a wild year” I used to think
I drink everyday to forget what I saw
I was walking back home... And I could see it all
credits
from The End of the War,
track released May 1, 2017
Adrián Barberá: Voz
Pau García-Serra: Batería, percusión
Alejandro Sales: Bajo
Juan Salvador: Guitarra eléctrica
Rafa Adrián: Piano, violines
Pablo Pérez: Saxo
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