paroles de chanson Good Friend - Quinn XCII

She waits, he works, they live at night
Low pay, no way to stay polite
Too late to change the state of mind
Lights out, black on, too hard to find
Hops in his car, that′s a bad blessing
Long night ahead, now she's mad stressing
Time′s on their side, but they're still shakin'
Gun in their hands, money for the taking
Then he feels her touch, it becomes all too much
Don′t say goodbye, say hello to my good friend
See, he′s all I know
Run and hide, ain't no show, this is a hold-up
Hope you just know that we steal to survive
She prays to change, they wisely would
How could something so bad find their livelihood
He knows it′s tough but it's for their good
Left them out to burn like it′s firewood
And in their hard days have each other still
Moving through motions like they know the drill
So when it comes to fate, they don't have a say
Grown up with these roles that they have to play
Rents late as hell but they′re side-steppin'
Hearts on their sleeves to conceal weapons
Break down the door but nobody's waking
Head for the drawer, money for the taking
Then he feels her touch, it becomes all too much
Don′t say goodbye, say hello to my good friend
See, he′s all I know
Run and hide (yeah!), ain't no show, this is a hold-up
Hope you just know that we steal to survive x2
But if this ends in ruin
It could have happened anywhere
Can′t help but feeling human
Looked up at Wall Street millionaires x2
Don't say goodbye, say hello to my good friend
See, he′s all I know
Run and hide (yeah!), ain't no show, this is a hold-up
Hope you just know that we steal to survive x2