Faceless nameless what´re you thinking of Your head hanging low in the city of angels like a moth in box Walking barefoot, you lost Like a living deadman you stalk the empty streets your dirty clothes in shreds
Sickened by your lust it´s all the same to you Dust to dust no one to blame Cause we are all the same We´re all losing the game You can suffer sure you can to see if you still feel Yeah you can hurt yourself You can laugh you can cry Carry a cross but it won´t make you a man Little boy ride away dont stare at me that way v I´m reaching for a hand Now the flames are closing in I don´t know who i am But i can see through you