Black Friday '29 The Escape
I count the days through a wasted night - running like my life´s at stake
Away from you or away from me - where will this me lead
Won´t walk the line you´ve drawn for me - won´t try to fit into you scheme
Last between 20 and 33 - and time´s not yet the enemy
Your expectations run high - but my spirit seems low
What´s wrong with the way i live - it´s just twisting your mind