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I was a young boy of twenty years When I felt the sky crashing down upon my bonesAs we drove that car down the longest highwayThe longest highway that man has ever knownAfterwards, my life was like a movieWith credits rolling, rolling, rolling, fade to blackAnd I just walked right into the sunsetMy back to all, to all: I won't be backOh, I won't be backAnd then I found myself sitting in the corner of a houseThe house where I grew upIt was so vast and lonely Without the furniture and familiar sense of homeAnd they would say to me, "Son, you'll grow up real fast." Comfort intended, but simply empty wordsI had two options of which I was awareGet my ass to work, or die right then and thereDie right then and there Aus Songtexte Mania