Beneath the city streets Where the fallen and forsaken sleep Exists a world that you could not believe And if you find yourself down there Learn to love it, cause you can never leave
It happened to me
I’ve become comatose enough To everything in this world above All these guilty pleasures of a victim of A different kind of love.
It’s like been sedated yet still walking around Held unconscious to the world Just many waiting for the sun to the down There are others just like me In the daytime it’s a make-believe Come night falling, take control And storm the cities of this world we own
I’ve become comatose enough To everything in this world above All these guilty pleasures of a victim of A different kind of love.