these heads are rolling... they see black

watch them smile the dust away

who's upstairs hanging out the window

his girlfriend's leaving him tonight

i know this well... this repeating game

it's neverending..

don't let him drive the car tonight...

he'll never make it home

turn out the light..

we're too far behind

words are exchanged

and we're never the same

confusing matter?..

pray you make it out to the end

he's a clown... a first class sinner..

regrets are slowly building their way

elusive matter?

pray you make it out to the end

this childhood dream is killing me

i know its hard to swallow

but its nice going when its free

when will you answer?

i've got this question aching on my mind..

how can you let these nights remain unsurrendered?

turn out the light.

we're too far behind

it's evident no one here will survive

confusing matter?

pray you make it out in the end

im a clown... a sad fool kisser

this carnival's planned its early death

elusive matter?

pray to make it out in the end

(when exactly is the end?)

and all the laughter you see is not for sale

its virus made no effort

near the fire they feed incessantly

the flame to the inferno

goodnight afternoon..

goodnight morning moon

ill catch your rays another day

they're coming to take me away

i finally killed the light..

im bleeding here tonight

i felt the pain

now may i ride this game again?