I hung out in my head
 
 Sitting mirror in my eyes
 
  
  What it will be
 
 What it will be
  
 
 We hung out in the streets
 
 Moon is getting closer now
  
 
 What it will be
 
 What it will change
  
 
 Sometimes the night releases light
 
 And now it's changing you
 
 Neon spills through you
  
 
 Someone screamed out face police were smashing all the heads
 
 Another said they heard the whispering of the dead
  
 
 What it will be
 
 What it will be
  
 
 Others smashed their alter down with anger spoilеd red
 
 The poison from the Moon was now thе poison in their heads
  
 
 What it will be
 
 What it will be
  
 
 Sometimes the night releases light
 
 And now it's changing you
 
 The neon bleeding through you
  
 
 What it will be
 
 What it will be