Time to destroy comes more often than time to create You say that I'm weak but it's anyway better than being a fake Still if I'm a fake I don't need anybody to be on my guard I'm leaving this place, carrying Babylon in my heart
The bruise on my chest comes from the heart beating too hard The pain will serve as a root for the beautiful flower inside Why can't you see it's untimely to play the moralist part? Back to my teenage Babylon, that's where I'd like to hide.
And time will be the judge. Who's acting infantile by now? Time will be the judge. Time will be...