Kilimanjaro کے بول

Can you smell the smoke from the lost highways Bandidos on the run in their glory days Beating all the odds on their reckless ride Shooting shotguns playing with their lives Bypass, living on the edge Being as high as Kilimanjaro Though I never did coke Never did gras But that didn't stop me From being a jackass Blind trash Killing all the beauty in Being as high as Kilimanjaro Though I never did coke And never did gras I did what I could to make Saint Peter pass Licking wounds tastes bitter when they're not your own The blood on your hands spells hit and run Looked for salvation in every joint Till I realized now what's the point Bypass, living on the edge Being as high as Kilimanjaro Though I never did coke Never did gras But that didn't stop me From being a jackass Blind trash Killing all the beauty in Being as high as Kilimanjaro Though I never did coke And never did gras I did what I could to make Saint Peter pass Just gotta let go and touch the sky Gotta keep climbing till you die