the useless drag of another day

the endless drags of a death rock boy

mascara sure and lipstick lost

glitter burned by restless thoughts of being forgotten

and in your sad machines

you'll forever stay

desperate and displeased-with whoever you are

and you're a star

somewhere-he pulls his hair down-over a frowning smile

a hidden diamond you cannot find

a secret star that cannot shine over to you

may the king of gloom, be forever doomed

and in your sad machines

you'll forever stay

burning up in speed

lost inside the dreams, of teen machines

the useless drags, the empty days

the lonely towers of long mistakes

to forgotten faces and faded loves

sitting still was never enough

and if you're giving in, then you're giving up

cause in your sad machines

you'll forever stay

burning up in speed

lost inside the dreams, of teen machines