paroles de chanson Missing Targets - Rare Americans

Taking chances as life goes by
Looking for the one, a beautiful evil smile
That evil smile
Craving silence while shooting a gun
Missing targets, I′ve never got a bullet in one
Not in a one
Looking for someone, will we decide this night?
What if the answer won't be quite right?
No, it doesn′t feel alright
Will it ever be?
No, it doesn't feel alright
Will it ever be?
Another morning, sun is not out yet
Don't really want you anymore but you′re still in my bed
In my fucking bed
Sweet perfume and lipstick red
It wasn′t quite right decisions, regrets
No regrets
Looking for someone, will we decide this night?
What if the answer won't be quite right?
No, it doesn′t feel alright
Will it ever be?
No, it doesn't feel alright
Will it ever be?
Craving silence while shooting a gun
Missing targets, I′ve never got a bullet in one
Not in a one
Looking for someone, will we decide this night?
What if the answer won't be quite right?
No, it doesn′t feel alright
Will it ever be?
No, it doesn't feel alright
Will it ever be?