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Herman Düne Metal Mash

wasn't for the party Now when i die, i wanna die in a plane crash I know they don't happen so often But dying quickly, in the fire and the metal mash

: The bear went over the mountain There was no-one there then but we know When i left your sight again You must have thought it meant something but no

: I tripped on mushrooms for half a week And it all came down to Me on the futon Asking myself how you could have run away from me How could you run

: Goodnight my love Sleep tight We'll both dream of The same night Steam rising Like an oath Squirrels flying And us both Taking taxis In winter clothes

: I fell asleep on a roadtrip And the snow storm made me cross concrete Between high-speed highway lanes and exit lanes And I woke up to a sign that

: I guess it?s not right but in a way I think That for some reason I wish you hurt a bit But you don?t cause I?m not the kind who leaves marks in girls

I tripped on mushrooms for half a week And it all came down to Me on the futon Asking myself how you could have run away from me How could you run away

Sickness grabs me by the hand And the cramp in my left leg warns me That if the nails of my hand are painted With some blue polish from I don?t know

I fell asleep on a roadtrip And the snow storm made me cross concrete Between high-speed highway lanes and exit lanes And I woke up to a sign that said