Wolves Songtext
von Pompeya

Stories everyone could tell
Give the man at the edge of the ocean
Decent things are hard to feel
Hard to make me feel emotion
Dying in a city light
I feel like I′ve almost died

Doesn't seem to be a good time for you
Pick it up from the underground
Here is our agenda
Pick it up from town to town

The streets are abandoned
After the midnight hour
We will go out
We′ll catch all the stars and the bullets
Under the moonlight shine
This is our time
The wolves are already howling

Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo


I'm calling you to this rendezvous
Calling the night
Calling the night

There ain't no sentimentals
After the midnight hour
We will go out
We′ll catch all the stars and the bullets
Under the moonlight shine
This is our time
The wolves are already howling

Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo

I′m calling you to this rendezvous
Calling the night
Calling the night

Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night
Calling the night