The Striker Songtext
von Noctorum

When we′re 2 down
You think of me
But you lost and that was
Because of losing me
If you'd turn back
To see what I could see
Perhaps then with different men
There′d be a better team

Head hung low
Show is called
Two own goals
Hid the post


I'd hear the crowds cheer
Running down the wing
With a beating heart
And a 3 yard start
I'd hear those voices sing

Defenders beat
Ball at my feet
Target straight ahead
Shimmy and swerve
Test the keeper′s nerve
And put the ball to bed

Golden goal
Whistle blows
Memories old
I′m just sold