Omsk - The Path | Текст песни

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Keep your sorrow in a safe place for now.
The path is narrow, we might need it later on.
There's gonna be a lot of fucking aroung
before we can get away from the people we gotta get away from.
They're coming....

Leave you passports and your mom and you dad and your high-school lover.

They'll suck your marrow in a split if you don't split right now with me.
Or it's just me and my bullshit-life and i'll turn into my dad and you into your mother.

So keep running..

Careful now, don't let me down, don't brake me down.
You're eleven out of ten and I'm six out of seven times seven times seven times seven.

And now it's me and my blood-red eyes and I'm sitting here looking at the lord of the flies who I gave eight out of my nine lives and now I'm trying to make a bargain for the last time.

Wherever you go, I'll follow.

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