Way too many dreams Get lost in silent screams How can you count the cost of a city Bursting at the seams With red lights, quiet sinners k**er cops, TV dinners A wind of change for all the deadheads That need blowing away I blew you far away to have a dream And you came back to say it`s out there Don`t let it get away But still you`re here with hours to k** You`re murdered so many, you`re serially ill You`ll wait for another And you`ll k** again Show me your skin I need to get in
Why did you do it Was it just for fun To put me out the picture Or out of misery Was it a shock Was it a plea Was it a question, tell me Did you get any answers? Show me your skin I need to get in Have you seen what it`s like To be really free Or is everything a mess Like it is inside Is it a test A Russian roulette A gamble with life Or just a bet? Is it London town Is it N.Y.C Is it anarchy Tell me did you get any answers? Show me your skin I need to get in