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
