Lyrics

Let it burn Leave them smoke and take the cash Then hurry back And go tell your mother From the start, a hungry heart is doomed to break Gold will be gold, for we get old When we can still be really dumb And leave no trace, lie to their face Yeah, we'll just bite our tongue I know one day they will put us Both six feet below the ground And by then all that is left, our memories So let's give them one hell of a story Put your foot right on the gun And they can call us Thelma and Louise And in the flames I swear, I heard a mockingbird calling my name And from the dark Something new will come on through and rise again Gold will be gold, for we get old When we can still be really dumb We are blood brothers, don't tell the others You know mum's the word I know one day they will put us Both six feet below the ground And by then all that is left, our memories So let's give them one hell of a story Put your foot right on the gun And they can call us Thelma and Louise Gold will be gold, for we get old When we can still be really dumb And leave no trace, lie to their face We'll just bite our tongue I know one day they will put us Both six feet below the ground And by then all that is left, our memories So let's give them one hell of a story Put your foot right on the gun And they can call us Thelma and Louise So let's give them one hell of a story Put your foot right on the gun And they can call us Thelma and Louise
Writer(s): Anna Bergendahl, Fredrik Sonefors, Jimmy Erik Robert Jansson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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