John Garcia
His Bullets' Energy
Tonight's the night
The way she walks in the subtle moon light
She might of seemed kinda strange
Well she wouldn't if she'd met you

Today the day lived
The way he worked in the so hot sun light
And her life was so gone without his
And her life was so filled with pain

He ought to be ashamed of his
He ought to be ashamed of his life
And his life was so filled with white lies
And her life was so filled with pain

Tonight's the night
The way she walks in the subtle moon light
She might of seemed kinda strange
Well she wouldn't if she'd met you

He ought to be ashamed of his
He ought to be ashamed of his life
And his life was so filled with white lies
And her life was so filled with pain
Pain
So much pain
Pain