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 Im headed northwest To the beautiful Manchester Sunset And now Im 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 Its 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 Its a long road to hell and back
