Torture Rack
Lebanon Hanover
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I drive away towards pale skies
Across the jubilee of my life
Pure heart's broken, mind is shredded
It is down the pit of the roadside
And slow love rides through the night
Until I reach the pub
My mind feels like an asylum
My heart like a techno club
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This is the breakup
Of my dreams
I'm chained to the torture rack
And you keep pulling
Ich rase über kaputte Straßen
Über die Ruinen von uns Zwei'n
Ich sage dir wieder, obwohl du schon weißt
The gasoline is my anodyne
You're chained to the torture rack
And I keep pulling
You're chained to the torture rack
And I keep pulling
You're chained to the torture rack
And I keep pulling