Pistol In A Way

Oh my little finger

don't travel too far

I'll remember all

if you do not

Figure out your goals

Let it turn you on

No one asks you to stop

if you don't want to

I did it more than hundred times

I watched myself and tried to hide

It's impossible

I'm under control

day after day

I remember Moms eyes

and the glance she gave sometimes

nothing needs to be said

meek, low, desire

Inner indicator - my beating heart

catch me every time when I do wrong

I did it more than hundred times

I watched myself and tried to hide

It's impossible

I'm under control

day after day

I should stop right now

repair the path I'm gonna walk

the wind inside my head

grows and it means storm

and a wheel of fortune -

it's not going to help you at all

If you hear your inner chord

You're not a passanger