Chasing you in these games we play Your moves are on as I sit and wait The Faster we play for our fame we move on or find our stay In this mad mad world we could steal moments from the sane and look away Is this real or just a hoax? We are the lost ghosts
It’s faster to take the blame An empty page with no words to say You started this, I’ll finish it
At least we knew There was something to hold onto This is our dance we remember At least we knew This was never just a fast view It’s our fight I’ll be your defender
Deny the way it tastes Chasing words so far away In time we change The saddest pain is the loser’s fame It's harder if we play the game but it's faster to run away This time just stay Then we'll move on to better days and somehow I’ll find the place Never look away
There is no easy way out I hear the noise of this small town There is a place for us now Can you hear those sounds?