There was a war

a race against time

a lot on my side

uneasy as hell

bubbles of light in the suburb night

stars on the ground that scream as

they're crushed



of all the things we saw

and couldn't understand

there's no use feeling sad

we turn to something



pink evening send me off

believe in sweet goodbyes

it's turning mighty black

but that's ok that's just fine

her painted lips are moving now

saying words I don't know what...

can I do to get away?



I had a war

but you had a hell

I could give up

like some spoiled kid

too much to believe

too much time to kill

to even feel real...