Testo Waiting For Escape

They were looking for an alibi
When they thought to be alone
The always ran away from the cops
And went near to the top

They got nothing to loose
So they must like what they chose
When the heart burn so hard And there is nothing hurts

When the mind moves your feet
And the sun.. burns your skin!
Why don't you just be what you are?

Like Sid and Nancy they grew
Up between castles of horror
Smelling the raw odor of the street..

Waiting..waiting for escape..