Hope It's Not A Deposit Bottle! Songtext

You Blew It

von The Past In Present

Hope It's Not A Deposit Bottle! Songtext
I'll find myself a city to live in.
The seasons are changing,
And I'm glaring at the night
No matter where I'm staying.
And the city sleeps while it's dark in the day time,
And the leaves are dying in this ghost town.