Lyrics
You never thought to see my face again…The days passed
and now I get paid my duesYou believed that time delete all the woundsI wanted
to forget you because our time was in vainI will search you in the streetsNo pain
no fearSay your pray and scream for mercy on youRun and goBefore I take you
awayRun and goBefore you feel my rageI never should listen to your liesI had to
leave without reasonNow everything changes, hate to leave you aliveEven at
night you get lostYou will pay for my painI will search you in the streetsNo pain
no fearSay your pray and scream for mercy on youRun and goBefore I take you
awayRun and goBefore you feel my rageYou believed that time delete
all the woundsI wanted to forget you because our time
In your eyes
I can find the peaceThat went awayIn a cruel and cold timeWhere lies were the
answersIn the night I’ll try to cross the lineSo that I can reach youIn your eyes,
everything has sense againSeeing your eyes…No matter if I do right or
wrongFake people showing a smileTheir words are knives through your
backMoney and selfishness change their livesIn a world that is lostIn the night I’ll
try to cross the lineSo that I can reach youIn your eyes, everything has sense
againSeeing your eyes…No matter if I do right or wrongSo that I can reach
you…Fight
Looking back in timeThey looked after all around
us…I can feel that someone‘s getting closerUnder the rain that blesses all souls,
our souls…A scream of war marks the cruel realityDead or alive we will stay
hereWe will stay hereFight until you dieIt won’t make pain disappearLife taught
me that if I believeYou never, never die…The world is covered with blood
againStroke by stroke make the sense of this warThe faith of men is bought and
soldAnd I wonder who to believe inWhen all this is overFight until you dieIt won’t
make pain disappearLife taught me that if I believeYou never, never
die…
Hey,Hide your feelings, hide your heart‘Cause she’s coming
for your sexShe’s so cold, such a bitchBut she’ll fuck till the endOnce,She will
come, to your placeWith her great hunger for sexUntil she, become satisfiedThen
she will forget youShe will play with your heartYou will wake up for that
dreamYou’ll want to die between her legs hot and wetIt seems that she adds one
more man on her listShe left your heart, like a piece of crapShe will go on living’
her lifeWhile you live, missing’ herWhile you live trying to forgetShe will play with
your heartYou will wake up for that dreamYou’ll want to die…You will be waiting
for her to come back to you againBut she’ll be away looking for the next guy like
you on her list…
When a tear explains
everythingThere are no words to sayWhen a look hurts so muchSometimes you
feel like screamingCrucified without reasonA destiny that was trickedThose eyes
that once dreamedWhere the love is goneBaby…What about our dreamsI’ve
given my years through the painBut you…are not hereWhen I lose my faith and I
feel like fallingI just need you here againSo unfair when time runs so fastAn
illusion may beat meCrucified without reasonA destiny that was trickedThose
eyes that once dreamedWhere the love is goneBaby…What about our
dreamsI’ve given my years through the painBut you…are not here…
Running on the highwayNowhere to hideLooking’ at my rear
viewMany cops behind meI must be fasterThey’re reaching meTheir lights behind
my wheelsI will not give upI have no time to stop and watch the things I leaveI’m
in my car and speed is all I need to liveSpeed is all I need to liveStaying away,
staying awayLiving on the wrong roadNo escape, no escapeBehind the lawMy
tank is full of gasCops are lost awayDriving at the top speedI’m ready to go
onOne shot of my drinkOne blow of my girlMy shotgun is loadedAnd is ready to
fireI have no time…Bridge: I make my life one mile at a timeI live inside, inside
my carNo one tells me what to do‘Because I’m free when I’m
running…
See a Light around meI feel freeMy eyes close
softlyAnd let myself goImages of a life passes so fastImages that I can’t
forgetWhile a cold seals my lips…my lipsStill remain sins to payAnd a woman to
loveNo one see a restless soulCalling the night, waiting for someoneNow I see,
the fire’s goneSave me, uooh uoohNow I walk among peopleI scream and don’t
listenDays and nights die in meWhile a cold seals my lipsStill remain sins to
payAnd a woman to loveNo one see a restless soul…
She never had a chanceHer doors were closedWho could swear that
love would last forever?Memories come giving name to her tearsAnd days are
gone like water in her handsIf the prayers were heardIf god is real he has to
payNow the dreams, are being lostLet me pay for herThe voice is not loud
anymoreI will shout for her, until she comes to you…listen to meHe was a current
manHe had no destinyWho could change the sins committedThe nights spent
and spent, giving name to her tearsAnd the questions remain without answersIf
the prayers were heardIf god is real he has to payNow the dreams, are being
lostLet me pay for herThe voice is not loud anymoreI will shout for her, until she
comes to you…listen to me-She can’t forget his treasonOh god…I just want to
reach for her…againStricking
Running down the streetsHiding in the nightMaybe he found a sense at the endHe never learned to
see realityPlaying dirty ‘till going madA woman who made him loose his
faithDestroying his dreamsOver and over and over againThe lightning striking ‘till
surrenderThe rage is knocking to rememberHis rail is too high to stay
togetherHard love, burning his soulLive fast, die youngWasting his time on
herMaybe it wasn’t a good decisionIf he could make it disappearThe fury that
lives in him todayDestroying his dreamsOver and over and over againThe
lightning striking ‘till surrender…The time is running out, so fastHe walks the
streets so tiredHolding on again…
She cries on her bed all
nightHer eyes are so wetHer soul is in painNo matter how far she goesHis
memory haunts herShe can’t forgetCry all those tearsDeep in her eyesShe will
be lonely all nightHis spirit is around her bedroomDoes not let her sleepThose
nights are so longShe runs out the room and praysFor not to be caughtShe
wants to be freeNowhere to runNo place to hideNo one can wait for herCry all
those tearsDeep in her eyesShe will be lonelyTwisting the knife on her
skinSlashing her wristsHer blood flowing down on the floorUntil she
dies…
Remember the time when everything was all rightDay
by day trying to understandRemember that you teach me to live and shareAnd it
can be better when someone loves youThe words floating in my mindAnd I
wonder where you are… Where you are…From heaven, you lead my stepsFrom
heaven, I know that you take care of meThe promise’s not broken my old
friendClose your eyes and let yourself goThe other side your life begins againThe
words floating in my mindAnd I wonder where you are… Where you are…From
heaven, you lead my stepsFrom heaven, I know that you take care of me…
They’re so hot with pretty faces It drives me insaneSpilling beer
for all these bodies I think I’m not safeLying here being so wasted, I don’t wanna
be a sinBut my wild beast comes outside and it’s controlling meBaby, don’t try to
do itFor I’m not saint (I want to be in your game)Later, sooner or laterI know I’ll
loose my mind and the devil will come to meI don’t want to playI don’t want to
tasteCause I’m getting hot, hotterWe’re hot to the top , right or wrongTemptation
coming up, giving us some nights of rockMy heart’s still beating when she’s close
to meI don’t want to be a sin but my soul is so weakLady, don’t try to do itYou
know I’m not a saint (I want to be in your game)Later, sooner or laterI know I will
fall downAnd hell will waiting for meI don’t want to play…Don’t show your love to
meCause my soul is so weakShe gets hot so easilyAnd I can’t take it no more…
Review
Gunner es mucho más que otra banda de Rock. Es aún más que una banda tributo. Gunner abarca todo un concepto pluridisciplinario que se identifica con un estilo en particular, con una época dorada del Rock mundial, pero que ni aunque respete los detalles del mismo, los hace sonar anticuados o encerrados en estrechos límites. El concepto Gunner es estético, es intelectual, es coreográfico. En la búsqueda de recuperar, rejuvenecer y mantener vivo un espíritu en particular, dan a luz este segundo larga duración bautizado “Keep Fighting”, el cual los encuentra manteniendo la esencia, pero incluyendo arreglos nuevos, por ejemplo aquellos de Hard Rock europeo que no se notaban previamente. La idea crece, se afirma, sostiene el toque personal de la agrupación y muestra una frescura en las composiciones difícil de lograr en conjuntos que se adentran en este tipo de estilos. Su nivel y la situación de vocalizar las letras en inglés, les permiten tener la opción de dar un salto internacional (ya han dado sus primeros exitosos pasos en esta materia), lo cual seguramente los pondrá en las primeras líneas de los exponentes actuales del género, porque, a pesar y a favor de su país de origen, el título de este álbum representa el espíritu de su música.Pulmonar Recordables acompaña dicho espíritu y edita en forma física y virtual (a través del portal PRV) la segunda entrega de uno de los referentes del Hard Rock argentino. El pasado mira a Gunner orgulloso, el futuro los espera auspiciosamente
Gunner is more than just another rock band. It is even more than a tribute band. Gunner encompassing a multidisciplinary concept that is identified with a particular style, a global golden age of Rock, but even if they respected details of it , they don`t sound outdated or confined within narrow limits. The Gunner’s aesthetic concept is intellectual, is choreography. In seeking to recover, rejuvenate and keep alive a spirit in particular, they deliver this second album baptized “Keep Fighting”, which is keeping the essence, but includes new arrangements, for example those of European Hard Rock not previously noticed. The idea grows, affirmed, maintains the personal touch of the group and displays freshness in their compositions difficult to achieve in bands that take this type of style. Their level and status of vocalizing the lyrics in English, let them have the option of giving an international jump (have been already given their first successful steps in that matter), which surely will set them on the front lines of the current exponents of the genre because, despite and in favor of their country of origin, the title of this album represents the spirit of music. Pulmonar Recordables accompanies this spirit and releases on physical and virtual (through the portal PRV) the second installment of one of the leaders of the Argentine Hard Rock. The past looks Gunner proudly, the future waits auspiciously.