Loto - My Guitar Loto So It´s true I sold my soul I took the northern skies and wasted them down the road I set on Roses till the day I die And I'll be on my own but I still got my guitar So It's true I sold my heart I put it on a jar and gave it a new start I set on Roses till the day I die And I'll be on my own but I still got my guitar And I know It's not fashion But then what is fashion? Guitar is my passion A blind fascism I'm seeing ice in cubes and Johnny Maar I'm seeing John on a car driving far But than lives are wasted My life is wasted Many lives wasted My life wasted I'm seeing all dead stars, jamming on my guitar