Tjuv - Guns and Fine Dining Lyrics

Slow hearts, faking
It´s a way to come down and to release the night from the dawn
Shadows are moving over our heads
And the light skin colored suit reflects the light in the yard
There´s gun in my left hand and I´m trying to see what it means

Troubles are shaking, yeah troubles went my way. Some day LA will kill me
With a gun in my hand, across Hollywood
It takes a night skin colored move to release the night from the dawn
There´s a gun in my left hand and I´m trying to see what it means

There´s a gun in my left hand
Trying to see what it means
I can´t figure it out
I´m trying to figure it out...