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Do you want to go for a ride?
We’ll head on down to Lakeport Drive.
We’ll go where we won’t be seen.

So you babble about your ex-boyfriend.
(I know this story’s getting old, but...)
You might know him but you don’t know me.

These cigarettes will kill me, I know.
But these days are kind of long
Without some smoke to blow.

You said, “lean on me I’m strong enough for two.
As long as you can carry three
Because I’ll climb right back on to you.”

've been watching you but I'm sure you've noticed this.
I've been killing time but girl I just can't resist.
I will follow you home. Yeah, I will follow you home.

These voices in my head are making me lose control.
These voices in my head are starting to swallow me whole.
They won't leave me alone, so I will follow you home.

So it could con me once with the promise that it's nothing
But these fatal returns have got to lead to something
The second hand ticks, so the minutes keep moving away

You've had a crisis of faith, my crises they keep coming
Crises cardiaques and the emptiness of nothing
You can't say if she'll even make it through the day

We had grand ideas
And this city never slept, once upon a time.
But now these streetlights, they betray us.
On sidewalks where we once roamed the night.

These city walls they hold us and this hive mind controls us.
Who could ever ask for anything more?
So if you don’t ask then I won’t, but what do we say when they go

We should have never gone the long way home, baby.
Now it’s over for you and me.

Another Saturday night let’s go get drunk at make-out point.
You and me.
Listen to the radio and after a while hit the back seat.
You and me.
She said, “There’s a full moon and we’re all alone.”

We’ve got to go. We’ve got to go. We’ve got to go. We’ve got to go.
No, I’ve got to go. You’re moving too slow. I’m sorry -
"Oh, don’t leave me alone!" - but I’ve got to go.

When bombs start falling and bodies start flying,
Well I’m sorry boys but I’m not one for dying.
Oh, these times are hard on everyone.

It used to be we used to walk these streets at night
With no fear, we used to hold our heads up high.
But now I'm constantly stealing glances over my shoulder.

I'm not so sure, but I know damn well what we're told.
Fear of the unknown is the only line (lie) that we're sold.
This faceless evil could be hiding around every corner.