Local Weapon

Crack in the windows, break in your time Lost in the cradle, flash your mind Strange people think in many different kind What are you searching for? what did you find Regular roads losing in confusion Hard choices and dangerous illusions Dancing in the rain or plays with light Clouds in the background still have to decide You can roll down So you roll down You can roll down Roll down in your brain So the girl at the crossroad into a wagon Smiles while sharp.her lethal weapon Her blonde hair shines and her rifle is smooth Counts how many shots she has left to shoot You can roll down So you roll down You can roll down Roll down in your brain So, these hard times maybe could set you free For some it's a sentence. for others a lucky thing You can hate the sea for destroyin your castles of sand Or you can ride the waves till the end You can roll down So you roll down You can roll down Roll down in your brain You can roll down So you roll down You can roll down Roll down in your brain