Wicked Suburbs

Last Train to Bulawayo

Wicked Suburbs


a long time
it was so fine
it´s over now
i don´t know how

loosin´ the best friend
have nothin´in your hand

is very cruel
but it´s the truth

don´t think all about
forget- helps you through your pain
thinkin´ nothin´ at all
cures the pain in your soul

forget- everything what has been
rest me in pain
it never will be the same

i know i´m hard to take
but you shaked
your head and said:
it´s not so bad

can love last forever
i´ve never known
but now i know
don´t think all about

forget...