Riding on a Dead Horse — текст песни (Fury In The Slaughterhouse)

Im out in the streets

Im feeling pretty save

I dont know

Where to go



I miss the warm sheets

Of my narrow city cave

I am drivin slow

Stop and go



She said her love is deeper than I know

Is it so, thats what Im aking myself



Its ten past ten

I stop for some gas

A pack of cigarettes

And a chat with the moon



The city disappears

I am counting my miles

Its cold outside

Tonight



She said her love is deeper than I know

Is it so, thats what Im asking

She said her love is stronger than herself

Is that so, or am I just riding on a dead horse



Riding on a dead horse