Modern Panic -

When I‘m on my time

Feelings

In a jar floating in the dark

Objects in the mirror

Are closer than they appear almost real

Into the deadlock of your room

Funeral comforts in a hospital lounge

I look deep into their dead soul

All the time

Into the deadlock of your room

I rest my hand, seduce my pain

Does no one know the card I’m playing tonight?

Into the deadlock of your room

Where are all the bright lies?

And the crawlers with light on their hands

I ‘m alone into the night now

All the faces look ugly again

As we run out of all the controllers

With their hands unplugging us all

Tell us where are all the bright lies?

And the crawlers with light on their hands

As I crumble

Our future colony

Is moving

Tonight

Into the deadlock of your room

I’m waiting in the room for something else

Can’t have no dreams in a cage

Into the deadlock of your room

Where are all the bright lies?

And the crawlers with light on their hands

I ‘m alone into the night now

All the faces look ugly again

As we run out of all the controllers

With their hands unplugging us all

Tell us where are all the bright lies

And the crawlers with light on their hands