Rifles

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

03.04.2001

Rock

Tekst piosenki

I see the rifles coming over the hill And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill But if you think like me You'll be as dead as he I see the lion crawling over your bed And if you stay he'll make you walk in your bed To what you're gonna be It never lets you be I see the color in your eyes I see the images I own I see more color in your eyes Than the reflections from purple skies I won't let you take him away And I won't give to you the fires of hate So I will never see What you've done to me I see the color in your eyes I see the images I own I see more color in your eyes Than the reflections from purple skies