Please do not follow where I am leading Someone must clear these things away Here in the burnt out husk of the morning Struck out with nothing left to say
Yeah this was one hell of a party Nobody ever got to bed But the morning after´s killing me And I have to rest my head
And just where were we trying to get to I can´t recall one single word And the faces that pushed themselves before you Congeal into one, nothing transferred
This was one hell of a party And it´s still living in my head But the morning after shines so cold So follow where I live
This was one hell of a party Nobody got to go to bed Let´s face it now, it´s over But this morning after´s killing me
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