Starry nights city lights coming down over me.
Skyscrapers and stargazers in my head.

This dirty town was burning down in my dreams.
Lost and found city bound in my dreams.

Forget me nots and second thoughts live in isolation.
Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind.
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown.
The rage and love, the story of my life.
The Jesus Of Suburbia is a lie.

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
This sensations overwhelming,
Give me a long kiss goodnight,
And everything will be alright,
Tell me that I won't feel a thing.
Out of body and out of mind.
Kiss the demons out of my dreams.

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth it was worth all the while.
I hope you had the time of your life.