Beats Me SE - That's what I haunt

I would be a kind of fool
To be used like a tool
I couldn't say you do
Never to stop but go

Looking further ahead
You keep me kind of fed
Slipping through my fingers
The memories still lingers

Walk right home

Red lights, red light's what I see
Street fight, street fight is the key to be yeah

See you at the corner
And notice the mourner

I would be a kind of fool
To be used like a tool
I couldn't say you do
Never to stop but go

Red lights, red light's what I see
Street fight, street fight is the key to be yeah

Never thought you let me go
You always be lying low

Green light, green light's what I want
Seems right, that's what I haunt

That's why, why, why you can not say you go
You always be a fool
You always be a fool like a tool

Written by:
Erik Hedenblad

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