Songtext von Squeegee

Let's follow the same signals And still walking the same tracks drinking the same cold beers At the same old bars Playing in the same fucked up bands that we like Searching for a truth Searching for a place that Night wouldn't be such a short midnight and the beers and the songs wouldn't run out so so quickly And then we'll talk in our mattress Till we fall at sleep In a dream we die In a dream we die