riding_in_my_head Track

ate this horse riding in my head
Sometimes I wish that I was dead
It's the sound of a horse they called secret gun
It's deep and its bad sounds in my head like a gun

These days when the sun goes down
I remember sunny day near Munich town
I was walking along quiet way
My dog suddenly was running so far away
Secret gun over me killing machine on my head
Layed in a cold field felt I was dead

Hate this horse riding in my head
Sometimes I wish that I was dead
It's the sound of a horse
They called secret gun
It's deep and its bad sounds in my head like a gun