buzzgringo

Finished another song for my little solo project today.

Guilt Trip:

Chasing stars to keep the timing right.
I don't want to see you leave.
Nothing good can come, from a dead man's gun.
While I hold on to letting go.

Well I know that it ain't easy when it comes alive.
While It grows up on your sleeve waiting to crucify.
All your pretty girlfriends think your Jesus Christ.
But there ain't no soul to keep you warm, tonight.

So here I am upside down in the sky.
I've got friend from out of space.
I don't know their names. They all look the same.
And they wouldn't listen anyway.

Well I know that it ain't easy when it comes alive.
While It grows up on your sleeve waiting to crucify.
All your pretty girlfriends think your Jesus Christ.
But there ain't no soul to keep you warm, tonight.

I'm craving for some love.
I'm craving for some love.
I'm craving for some love.
I'm crazy for some love.

words and music by Buzz Gringo