now I´m sitting on a plane, lonely flight back to LA... don´t come back with me so I´ll drink myself to sleep, cut my skin until I bleed
hold my breath all the night
hear the sound, she was naked on the ground, till I whispered in her ear.. come away, watch the dawn break through the day, till the sun, is underneath...
cause it´s 5 o´clock, the hour stops the sunlight, the buildings shade the masquerade and kill time, here we´re nothin more than fools and whores and sad highs, through the summer sand, we´re living in a wasteland