Текст песни Bombshell Rocks - Seven
Bombshell Rocks - Seven слова песни
I`ve got a few true friends making stakes by my sideGive me the odds, odds don`t mean a thing to meWe slam the door behindHeading for year 99Taking back the ground like chronic thievesDon`t like the pace cuz it`s too slowWe make our stakes in a shabby casinoAnd all these peopleI`ve seen them growI`ve seen them come back in a rowAnd so we hope for a sevenAnd as the dices stop the roleWe`re patiently watin`And so we hope for a sevenThat`s how we do itWe`re acceleratingAnd as the dices are rolling, bouncing on the floorThey`re making way thru a layer of dustAnd now I understandAs the dices left my handGot nothing to rely on but my trust