Granite Knife Street Fight

Artists : Junction 18 : Granite Knife Street Fight

These heads are rolling they see black.
Watch them smile the dust away.
Who's upstairs hanging out the window?
The girlfriend's leaving him tonight.
I know this well.
This repeating game it's neverending.
Don't let him drive the car tonight!
He'll never make it home.

Turn out the light.
We're too far behind.
Words are exchanged and we're never the same!
Confusing matter?
Pray you make it out to the end.
He's a clown, a first class sinner.
Regrets are slowing building their way.
Elusive matter?
Pray you make it out to the end.

This childhood dream is killing me.
I know it's hard to swallow,
But it's nice going down when it's free.
When will you answer?
I've got this question aching on my mind.
How can you let these nights remain unsurrendered?

Turn out the light.
We're too far behind.
It's evident no one here will survive.
Confusing matter?
Pray you make it out to the end.
I'm a clown, a sad fool kisser.
This carnival planned its early death.
Elusive matter?
Pray you make it out to the end.
(when exactly is the end?)

And all the laughter you see is not for sale. It's virus made no effort.
Near the fire they feed incessantly the flames to the inferno.
Goodnight, afternoon!
Goodnight, morning moon!
I'll catch your rays another day!
cuz they're coming to take me away!

I finally killed the light!
I'm bleeding here tonight!
I've felt the pain, Now may I?
May I ride this game again?