Lyric Pistol In A Way

Oh my little finger
don t travel too far
I ll remember all
if you do not
Figure out our goals

Let it turn you on
No one asks you to stop
if you don t want to

I did it more than one hundred times
I watched myself and tried to hide
It s impossible
I m under control
day after day

I remember Moms eyes
and the glance she gave sometimes
nothing needs to be said
meek, low, desire
Inner indicator - my beating heart
catch me every time when I do wrong

I did it more than one hundred times
I watched myself and tried to hide
It s impossible
I m under control
day after day

I should stop right now
repair the path I m gonna walk
the wind inside my head
grows and it means storm
and a wheel of fortune -
it s not going to help you at all
If you hear your inner chord
You re noe a passenger