Lyrics: Roy Zemach
Music: Roy Zemach
My daily nightmares
Will be televised tonight
All your pleasures
Via satellite
Fight or flight
Does it matter at all?
You want the outcome
The devil, the scorn
How can you tell
The truth from the myth
Is there a guide
To cure disbelief?
When is it time to
Let go of the grief
Calling all cars
My angels of relief
There's no treatment
There's no disease
One last kiss
Underneath the trees
And it all comes back
To haunt me
There's no treatment
There's no disease
One last kiss
Underneath the trees
And it all comes back
To haunt me,
To haunt me
The happiest moments
Always occur
To the luckiest pricks
All over the world
They revel in themselves
Then press record
Time to burn
This place to the core
There's no treatment
There's no disease
One last kiss
Underneath the trees
And it all comes back
To haunt me
There's no treatment
There's no disease
One last kiss
Underneath the trees
And it all comes back
To haunt me,
To haunt me
Dead cities of night
Please shine on me
Shine on me
Bright
Dead cities of night
Please shine on me
Shine on me
Bright
There's no treatment
There's no disease
One last kiss
Underneath the trees
And it all comes back
To haunt me