Been walking under slanted rain
Looking into my past, seeing the stain
Two empty pockets
Still at home
And I'm sinking under one bright light
With a heart of chrome

Don't need any sneers
'Cause I'm already bleeding
Don't need any fears
I'm already gone and fleeting

We hold the key to light
Maybe there's still hope left
In this world of ours
For if there isn't...

Then I really have no idea what the fuck I'm doing.