I was sitting upset in the city of decline
I was haunted by the silly voices in my mind
They tell me there is nothing else aside
They tell me there is nothing left to try

But i can thrill and i just see that i don´t mind
And i can creep in your bad fiction and i don´t know why
And i can dream about a red killing then i get blind
And i don´t believe you and my stupid winks for you

I was sitting upset in the city of the crime
I will quit, i believe in what they´re showing off this time
They tell me there is nothing else aside
They tell me there is nothing left to try