Songtext von Party In The Dark

I see everything All their suffering Tiny vehicles Space-age miracles All our hearts were sore No fight left in this war Before the ghosts will chase All those that rearrange I, taken from those spirals be both kind Hungry for another piece of mind Silent and inpatient without time Directionless and innocent Are yours to keep Definition 3 Unkind and alone End of the idea I, taken from those spirals be both kind Hungry for another piece of mind Silent and inpatient without time Directionless and innocent