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Sitting on a mat, in a squat in Darmstadt,
Seconds said to me in passing,
"Age never meant shit to me. It's all heart and stupidity",
And I thought that no better way to live.
We were on the in Brno, when she bit my lip and choked my throat,
And a hi-ball glass shattered our heads.
It seemed her lover listened through the walls, we were kissing, arm in arm,
I left and the night alone instead.

I couldn't tell you dear, which one whispers in my ear, the or St. Andrew...
But I its time to go.
I'm you got a great theory, if I'm hunting something or its haunting me,
But i know there no right way to measure the globe...oh no.

I know you dream of, I dream of it too.
Of roads are endless and rooms that are huge.
Are these of heaven or nightmares I'm living?
All I know, is I'm scared of the truth

And if the world could end soon,
And all accomplished is moot,
I'll coat the carpet in gasoline, strike our last and leave,
the whole house is consumed.

So, cover my hand in tattoos.
I'll any woman that moves,
There's no Lord to me and physics is tricky,
So, all that I'm with is you.