Living in a dead city, full of concrete graves My soul still escapes, but has nowhere to hide Life is too short and nothing remains We just need to play a good show in our life
Living in a dead city full of Muppets My soul still fights but I know I will lose Life is so hard and I hear them say: “You just need to play a good show in your time”
So lay me down on the cold floor I just wait and get old
I don't want to talk and I don't want to think Write my epitaph and I have no words to say
I feel I’m like a dying beast in the blood I feel I like a drowning worm in the flood
Singing: the old songs on an empty stage Boring! the same movie played again
Living in a dead city, full of concrete graves My soul still escapes, but has nowhere to hide Life is too short and nothing remains We just need to play a good show in our life
Living in a dead city full of Muppets My soul still fights but I know I will lose Life is so hard and I hear them say: “You just need to play a good show in your time”
So lay me down on the cold floor I just wait and get old
I don't want to talk and I don't want to think Write my epitaph and I have no words to say
I feel I’m like a dying beast in the blood I feel I like a drowning worm in the flood
Singing: the old songs on an empty stage Boring! the same movie played again
