Paroles de 'Ghost Town' par Mitch King

I was chased and robbed by the countryman
In a town so far from any place I've been
The first minute I know I laid in my bed
And five minutes later I was wanted for dead
Then I headed south and craved escape
My foot was flat on the floor, but my pace was too slow
The nerves were shaking my eyes were wide
'Cause the only thing fading was being alive

There must be some way out of here (someway out)
There must be some way out of here (I'm trapped up here)
There must be some way out of here (get me out of here)
There must be some way out of here, in this ghost town

I was running, running, running down the freeway
Was driving, speeding, screaming to getaway
The first thing minute I know I was laid in my bed
And five minutes later I was wanted for dead

There must be some way out of here (someway out)
There must be some way out of here (I'm trapped up here)
There must be some way out of here (get me out of here)
There must be some way out of here, in this ghost town

There must be some way out of here
There must be some way out of here (I'm trapped up here)
There must be some way out of here
There must be some way out of here, oh
In this ghost town