Made of chrome, they celebrate We just sleep, on holiday And with their doubts, they crawl on me Been on the phone, since yesterday
And your face, reveals, the world, and all the things you could have seen It's all the same, you're all the same With the breeze, comes the storm, then you'll all be washed away It's all the same, you're all the same
In a row, stood separately Under fire, but not for me To the sound, come row with me To our home, and made believe
And your face, reveals, the world, and all the things you could have seen It's all the same, you're all the same With the breeze, comes the storm, then you'll all be washed away It's all the same, you're all the same
And all my wicked ways You're on your own again, I'm on my own again And all my wicked ways You're on your own again, I'm on my own again
And your face, reveals, the world, and all the things you could have seen It's all the same, you're all the same With the breeze, comes the storm, then you'll all be washed away It's all the same, you're all the same
And all my wicked ways You're on your own again, I'm on my own again And all my wicked ways You're on your own again, I'm on my own again