Chain Letter -

You close your eyes to make believe

You find the words, don’t lose your nerve

You realize the game was rigged

Your blood runs cold

No turning back, there is no hope

You tried your luck but luck went out

Your stomach sinks in your final tailspin

Well I’m beat

I’m trashed

And I’m going down hard

I’m beat

I’m trashed

I’m going jet set boulevard

I think I’m going, going down

You played your part, the final scene

The way you thought the movie ends

The money’s spent, the ads are out

It all just came and went

You took the cue, became the host

The one and only holy ghost

Look around, you never felt so far from home

Well I’m beat

I’m trashed

And I’m going down hard

I’m beat

I’m trashed

I’m going jet set boulevard

I think I’m going, going down

And I can’t wake up from this dream

Inside a dream

I need to wake up from this dream