I'm not quite sure
But I think it's the sixth or seventh night in a row
I found myself in a coma in going to drink
Do you remember the time we had the tire exchange in the rainy
I within you when the sun rises
That summer vacation by the sea
If I do not add up
Miss my only
Because I might later take the motorcycle and just riding
Do not know if I will not look back
Will probably have to stop
for petrol
For gasoline and a cap
I hope the time we wipe out completely
I was born on the eastern edge
In a street like other looks
In the pews grew
Unlike you
Immortalized in a row standing
Confused, young and directionless
Everything to chance left
just like you
Another found under fluorescent light
gullible
blinded
committed