Unwanted Son Songtext
von Spencer Thomas

Now the sky it burns a burst of orange
Sunset on a hard turned road
Town is empty dark and haunted
And I have nowhere else to go

Like a young and smoking gun
Like a bandit on the run
With no reason to hold on
Like some unwanted son


She kissed my lips and pulled my arm
With that unforgotten charm
I let her take a hold my friend
And now I run alone again

Certain as I surely stumble
Turn my back on all my falls
Pride is breaking watch it crumble
Humble as I hear the call

Like a young and smoking gun
Like a bandit on the run
With no reason to hold on
Like some unwanted son