Lost a pound of flesh in suicidal dreams Drugged up on a London city street I awoke without a name in Hell Found Scylla and Charybdis An empty train awaits Now I'm headed northwest To the beautiful Manchester Sunset And now I'm going home But where is home? Synthesized again Yeah I'm flying high Ropes are bound and my chest is tied In the underground world of Chelsea This is where we feel love, find life, kill time This is where our pessimism comes to die Here you can trade your flesh for currency All due restraint take a picture With all my restraint It's my picture Come with me to the other side Come dance with me in the dead of night You say you want to live in the darkness? I'll set you free It's a long road to hell and back