What will be there
When tomorrow sets the test for this affair
And we'll find out that the visions we have shared
Was just nightmares of a monster
When we were young those smashing days
The world seemed to be a song, sung by a popstar
And nothing could be wrong but the E-string
Of your machine gun
Go tell the star his hair turning grey
All the people disappear
And the spotlight is fading away
I've been losing my head
And just like you the scene made me mad
And I've been losing brain-cells a million a day
And I have been on suicide street
Like you

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