Rage Songtext
von The Prostitutes

Take me down to the heart of the city
Where we used to go and you were oh so pretty
Now I walk the streets trying to think of all the places
Where we spent our money and got out of our faces

Well, I miss you lately
And I think that strangely
I haven′t got the buzz
You don't know what it′s like
Down here on your own

Take me down to the mystic city
Where we were so young and you were oh so pretty
Now the rain falls down and the cold begins to sting me
And the breeze blows in and the blood, it freezes


Well, I miss you lately
And I think that strangely
I haven't got the buzz
You don't know what it′s like
Down here on your own

Won′t we go down to the mystic places
Where we spent all our money and got out of our faces
Now I miss you now 'cause you know we got the sting bee
And the cold creeps in and I′m so sleepy

Well, I miss you lately
And I think it's crazy
I haven′t got the buzz
You don't know what it′s like
Down here on your own
Down here on your own
Down here on your own
Down here on your own
Down here on your own