The Trophy Fire
hired gun
come along, iâm a hired gun and weâll shoot ourselves towards the western sun weâll drive through palm to evergreen itâs hazy but i like the scene
when i sing you sing along the bars close and we both stumble back home i know that i can be so damn dark but you are spark you are a spark
when my set ends, we set on the town between all the people their silence, their sounds some whispers, some screams,
all static to me because we leave tomorrow, right now i can see that
when i sing you sing along the bars close and we both stumble back home i know that i can be so damn dark but you are spark you are a spark