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Sitting on a futon mat, in a squat in |
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Darmstadt, |
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Kevin Seconds said to me in passing,"Age never meant shit to me. It's all about heart and stupidity", |
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And I thought that there's no better way to live. |
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We were on the stairs in |
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Brno, when she bit my lip and choked my throat, |
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And a hi-ball glass shattered above our heads. |
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It seemed her lover listened through the walls, while we were kissing, arm in arm, |
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I left and spent the night alone instead. |
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I couldn't tell you dear, which one whispers in my ear, the |
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Devil or St. |
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Andrew...But |
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I know its time to go. |
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I'm sure you got a great theory, if |
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I'm hunting something or its haunting me, |
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But i know there ain't no right way to measure the globe...oh no. |
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I know what you dream of, |
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I dream of it too. |
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Of roads that are endless and rooms that are huge. |
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Are these visions of heaven or nightmares |
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I'm living? |
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All I know, is that |
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I'm scared of the truth |
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And if the world could end very soon, |
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And all we've accomplished is moot, |
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I'll coat the carpet in gasoline, strike our last match and leave, |
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Before the whole house is consumed. |
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So, I'll cover my hand in tattoos. |
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I'll kiss any woman that moves, |
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There's no |
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Lord to forgive me and physics is tricky, |
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So, all that |
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I'm left with is you. |
