Paroles de The Whistler
The White Buffalo
This time is different
Its not like the times before
I crossed my heart, that I wont kill no more
Jesus watch over me, keep my anger at home
You better bless these wicked hands, because they got a mind of theyre own
Dont go down town
Devil whispers in my ear, Its time for your curtain call
So I dress myself on up with alcohol
Step aside, step aside let the whistler through
There really aint no help at all for folks like me and you
Dont go downtown, Dont go downtown
Get your god damn hands out, dont you look at me
No ones dying here alone
Well I came to get it on
Lets get it on
This time is different
Not like the time before
I crossed my heart, that I wont kill no more
InterprèteThe White Buffalo
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