There is no way to follow me Asking my name is threatening me Always ready to talk to the passers-by The way they look - I am simplified...
I'll get bored of just being here I've kept holding on so long I keep searching for the exit To feel alive beyond the tears
Small shop windows are churning out All kinds of dolls with frozen smiles But I can't see any of my kind... Except the bright lights of the streets... or my mind
I've been told: Life's a phobia But like a bold ne, I still feel my utopia I will go on for my melodia Keeping my mind in insomnia
Sirens calling and I tell them to come soon Everyday they're calling night time... Silence calls when I feel down and heaven lingers on in the dawn; a real dawn!
Naked in the dawn we fly into the night Wasted in the fog we cry for the light While I'm closing in... closing inside While I'm closing inside... i nevery way
With a faded scarf on his head he tries to infiltrate to the crowd cover his red eyes of yesterday, under his rasta hair
To be free in jail...
What's it to be like a big dipper, a teen whore scream? That's not what I believe in... though just to be high, used to be cruel Don't wanna be just high and tied to the flashlights and strobos of mind
I don't feel that I belong in here Right, I, beneath the chrome metal escalators, I, (hi!), don't feel that I belong in hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
