I opened a door
Immoral and vile
Less than the blink of an eye
She embraced her wild
In needles and ******
And bent steel spoons
I left her there
In her anti-social doom

So long ago
When immortality ruled
The rush of madness
That we pursued
Lost like rats
In city walls
Chasing death
Until we fall...

Orange shaded lamp that's lit at 1 am, in the city of the angels where the homeless seem to live.
The tents are growing plenty as the poverties commence,
there's a *** for every bottle sitting in a city full of bins.

For every sin there's a bump, for every bar a new actress,
in some conversation is a liar hidden behind a foreign thick accent.
Someone hired, someone fired, by the beach are many lost kids,
some are tired, some are wired, most don't know that they exist.

Picture perfect life instead that is wanted by the masses.
All prone to life that's close to **** cause no one likes to give up chances.-JS

I want to walk through a forest, I want to see the sea.
Living in a city has never felt quite right to me.
Lead me away from the chaos of this place.
A log cabin in the woods, that'd be ace.