they lied to me with flashing lights skin and tights and black hole nights that grown men cry that angels die that rivers run dry that friends lie step outside back from wasted days and nights awake and years half-baked from times i listened, unthinking.. not even waiting for something interesting they lied to me with flashing lights skin and tights, black hole nights gimme my time back gimme my time back
gimme time back gimme my time back nothing else there
gimme my mind back now all i need is a line back
gimme my time back gimme time back nothing else there