The atmosphere in here is frosty The seat next to me is empty The promises you make are slipping Upon words that get retracted so easily All gets deleted from the blank mirror of the screen As you move onto the next big fashion thing If this is what belonging means Then you can take that hollow self worth away from me It depends upon the vain anonymity of the crowd you're never really pleasing. Have you ever asked why this is worth it? And what makes you so convinced That this the only thing which matters And that everything else is just shit? Have you developed a taste for it or just a weakness? How much did you have to give, to join this club of ignorance? Where anything goes, but nothing stays, And everyone's here, but nobody's friends. It's just the scene to be seen in And I'm glad to leave unnoticed Yeah, I'm glad to leave unnoticed I'm proud to be a ghost For all the nights of passion Which died so long ago.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
