Backstreet Killer کے بول

Lookin' to find an answer, searchin' for a clue Why a man pits his life with a gun and a knife and loses It's not save to walk the city, he's ridin' high She's sitting pretty Only he knows the time, only he knows his own crime Standing in shadows, searchin' round the seamy places But there's not a place for you and me So you'd better come on, there's no place here Come on! Well you mustn't stay here Come on! Come on! Come on! Get away and hide His eyes are dark with anger, hate building up inside the man There's gonna be a bad sign, their gonna have a bad time too She's waitin0 at the station, one lonely girl with a dark invitation And there's no denying that she's standin' on the wrong line What makes a man to think that he has the right to take a life? What takes him to the brink, and the need to have a sacrifice?