מילים לשיר Twenty three buildings – בופאלו בוטס

Twenty three buildings and no way out of this town streets are full of fog nobody’s slowing down I never asked for this parade Bookies, whores and clowns Erase my name from your windshield And catch me when I fall A hope that dies Following a silent highway that never lies. Paper planes are crashing With every dream that turns to clay A script that’s re-written When nobody cares to stay I write my nightmares on the wall For you to read in the morning Let the wind peel off my lineaments And just keep on going A hope that.