stranded in the spooky town
stop lights are swaying and the phone lines are down
the floor is crackling cold
she took my heart, [i think] she took my soul
with the moon i run, far from the carnage of the fiery sun

driven by the strangle of veins
showing me no mercy, i´d do it again
open up your eyes, you keep on crying baby i´ll bleed you dry
the skies they blink at me, i see a storm bubbling up from the sea
and it´s coming closer
and it´s coming closer

your shimmy shook my bones,
leaving me stranded all in love on my own
do you think of me?
where am i now baby, where do i sleep?
it feels so good but i am old
200 years of chasing taking its toll
and it´s coming closer
and it´s coming closer
and it´s coming closer
and it´s coming closer