Silver Screen
(Mike Herrera)
The screaming was silver, this silence was gold
The skin felt so warm, the blood ran so cold
I felt like a charater that dies in the end
The credits role quickly, the frames blur and blend
The fades were in genius, the cuts were so clean
If I could just relize what they meant to me
What have I done as I'm holding the gun
I murdered this love now, I'm on the run
On The Silver Screen
Ride off in the sunset with me
The curtains would close and the credits would role
On the Silver Screen
A fugitive runnin when bad times arrive
Me and my heart wanted dead or alive
Send out the hounds to pick up the sent
Put up some posters to find were your love went
On The Silver Screen
Ride off in the sunset with me
The curtains would close and the credits would role
On the Silver Screen
I picture a sun setting on a small town
Were music was playing on snow cover grounds
The smell of your sweet skin was to much to bear
To reach out and touch, to play with your hair
On The Silver Screen
Ride off in the sunset with me
The curtains would close and the credits would role
On the Silver Screen
The curtains would close and the credits would role
On the Silver Screen
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