Paroles de Vasquez
Let me tell you aboutFaces I see
The stately, the rugged
Under dirt
And sun umbrellas
Their eyes on the gun
Some puppy eyes
Some fierce lady eyes
Some warm gentleman eyes
But some eyes
That can't look into mine
Look into mine
"Bandido"
They call me
No one knows the story
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
I'm writing her a love song
How we fall into a dream in the rocks
Our rocks
They found me there
Chased after me Their mouths move
Say they wanna be the good guys
They wanna be triumphant
They put me to sleep
On diagonal rocks
So no one knows the story
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
In the gold
No one knows the story
Of "Bandido"
In the gold country
"Bandido"
No one knows the story
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
In the gold country
Some puppy eyes
Some fierce lady eyes
Some warm gentleman eyes
But some eyes
That can't look into mine
Look into mine
"Bandido"
They call me
No one knows the story
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
I'm writing her a love song
How we fall into a dream in the rocks
Our rocks
They found me there
Chased after me Their mouths move
Say they wanna be the good guys
They wanna be triumphant
They put me to sleep
On diagonal rocks
So no one knows the story
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
In the gold
No one knows the story
Of "Bandido"
In the gold country
"Bandido"
No one knows the story
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
In the gold country
JULIA HOLTER
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