sábado, 7 de julio de 2012

2:04 am


Here comes the night
Let’s all celebrate
Let’s praise the imbecile
An escape from this dull reality

Started like a funny thing
Started like a new way to feel alive
I believed in a revolution
Of the body and the mind

But what we have become?
Just corpses dancing in decadence
Just a dose of cyanide in pretty package
Waiting to be taken by the irresponsible

I’m leaving early tonight
I can’t stand this place
I feel too sober, I feel too clean
Somewhere in the middle of all

Here comes the feel good drag
Abandon your body and your mind
Can’t recognize you all any more
I’m an outsider between old friends

Here comes John, he will solve it all
All I see is zombies around me
Where the fuck is your piece of mind?
Where the fuck is the peace of mind?

But what we have become?
Just corpses dancing in decadence
Just a dose of cyanide in pretty package
Waiting to be taken by the irresponsible

I’m leaving early tonight
I can’t stand this place
I feel too sober, I feel too clean
Somewhere in the middle of all

Somewhere between pissed off
And kind of sad and disappointed
Disconnection and self destruction
Out of your body, out of your mind

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