Tramps Like Us (Off Into The Sun)

Well you and I were thrown,
Into this spiriling story,
Where words like love and forever,
Were uttered for the sake of glory,

Living out in the night scene,
Full of broken hopes and lost dreams,
Where people live in the balconies,
Of bottles while riding death machines,

And all along only looking for,
A way out, an exit ramp,
With the devil always at our heels,
What could we do but turn into tramps,

Driftin from here to there,
With our hearts living in the exhile,
Well, we may be broken and we may be torn,
But we'll fight and claw our way out of this green mile,

Out of this green mile,

Coz there's gotta be something better than this,
Better than always living on the run,
And being chased down by empty promisses,
Otherwise, Let's call it quits, blow me kiss and lets run off into the sun,

Coz tramps like us we weren't born babe,
By freedom, blood and guts we were made,
And with tears in my eyes and blood on my face,
I tell you now, for us, out there somewhere, there is a place,

There is a place,

Coz there's gotta be something better than this,
Better than always living on the run,
And being chased down by empty promisses,
Otherwise, Let's call it quits, blow me kiss and lets ride our death machines,
Off into the sun,


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