Lyrics

From the wasted flesh Burned out town (Burned out town) The hot desert (The hot desert) Law of the west (Law of the west) Trails in the Bottle He's bumped the end (Treasure victory) He wants more (Yeah give him) Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen Burning Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen Forever sneaking in His Brains are slipped Alive in sin He's crazy Failing Chasing Crashing against the halls of justice Living off a dangerous mind Collapsing Staggering Slowing moving his right hand NOW Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen A bottle of Whiskey And a gun-man's pride The sun in the desert Will swallow his guide Will swallow his guide Will swallow his guide Swallow There's nothing you can do about the fear around here There's nothing you can do against the moral and the sin There's nothing you can do about the fear around here There's nothing you can do against the moral and the sin Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen (There's nothing you can do about the fear around here) (There's nothing you can do against the moral and the sin) There's nothing you can do about the fear around here There's nothing you can do against the moral and the sin Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen Kid Shyleen
Writer(s): Dirk Timmermans, Frank Vloeberghs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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