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I went to the bar for a
cigarette,
Maybe with something else I
was concerned,
Maybe for more reasons we
already met,
And it was hot and the gun in my pocket burned.
A lot of years have passed since that,
My memories turned the sky into red,
The bigmouth owner treated me like a rat,
Now something is burning in my head.
Is it fair to judge me for that,
Pete, one of the bar,
Is it fair to judge him for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar.
I breathed deeply and tried to contain myself, so far….
But what the fuck, I shot once then twice,
Then I ran away smokin´ from Pete´s bar,
For his behavior he paid a high price.
Someone entered with a dark nature,
It was said by the barflies in the bar,
Pete will control his ways in the future,
And his legs will be marked with a scar,
Is it fair to judge him for that,
Pete, one of the bar,
Is it fair to judge me for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar.
This story hides an awful
fact but,
What I haven´t said for fear of memory shock,
Talks about when the innocence was cut,
Pete raped my sister soon after she learnt to walk.
Now in my dirty cell I regret what I did,
Blood stains on the wall from the hard hits,
But the image of a wheelchair ridden by Pete,
Makes a smile on my face I can´t avoid it.
Is it fair to judge him for that,
Pete, one of the bar,
Is it fair to judge me for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar.
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Title Pete, one of the bar
I went to the bar for a
cigarette,
Maybe with something else I
was concerned,
Maybe for more reasons we
already met,
And it was hot and the gun in my pocket burned.
A lot of years have passed since that,
My memories turned the sky into red,
The bigmouth owner treated me like a rat,
Now something is burning in my head.
Is it fair to judge me for that,
Pete, one of the bar,
Is it fair to judge him for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar.
I breathed deeply and tried to contain myself, so far….
But what the fuck, I shot once then twice,
Then I ran away smokin´ from Pete´s bar,
For his behavior he paid a high price.
Someone entered with a dark nature,
It was said by the barflies in the bar,
Pete will control his ways in the future,
And his legs will be marked with a scar,
Is it fair to judge him for that,
Pete, one of the bar,
Is it fair to judge me for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar.
This story hides an awful
fact but,
What I haven´t said for fear of memory shock,
Talks about when the innocence was cut,
Pete raped my sister soon after she learnt to walk.
Now in my dirty cell I regret what I did,
Blood stains on the wall from the hard hits,
But the image of a wheelchair ridden by Pete,
Makes a smile on my face I can´t avoid it.
Is it fair to judge him for that,
Pete, one of the bar,
Is it fair to judge me for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar.
Work type Music
Tags folk, country, rock
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Identifier 2010085569581
Entry date Oct 8, 2020, 6:09 PM UTC
License Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0
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Author - Composer. Holder Vicente Roig Perez. Date Oct 8, 2020.
Author - Lyricist. Holder Vicente Roig Perez. Date Oct 8, 2020.
Author - Song producer . Holder Vicente Roig Perez. Date Oct 8, 2020.
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