Letras de Canciones de Satanic Surfers
Blood on the Sidewalk

This refusal to grow up, running around in
circles, going to sleep, waking up with this
constant doubt "Am I making the right choice
or am I just accepting what others say life is all
about?"

So there he stands in front of a broken window
with bleeding knuckles, at his own reflection

He looks at himself in disbelief Looking back on
his life, was it worth it?

With his eyes staring down into the ground instead
of looking forward He clenches his fist, picks up
another bottle to kill the questions and soothe
the pain all he leaves behind is this stain...of
blood on the sidewalk
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With a broken spirit and sold out dreams, he wakes
up and washes the dried tears from his face
"I know now that I made the wrong choice, but
the choice was never mine to make in the first
place"

So there he stands in front of a broken mirror
with bleeding knuckles, gazing at his own
reflection

He looks at himself in disbelief Looking back on
his life, was it worth it?

With his eyes staring down into the ground instead
of looking forward He clenches his fist, swallows
another pill to kill the questions and soothe the
pain... and in time the rain will wash away the
memories that remain of a man who came and left
leaving nothing but a stain...of blood on the
sidewalk