Voices - Punk TV

Downtown burns in the night

We never never get tired

We see the real love and hate just side by side

I’m not an angel, that is true

I’ve got so many things to do To be clean again, just to be with you

You push the pedal to the floor

I’m not sure I need some more

I’m getting off, getting off, don’t close the door

I hear the voices in my head

I feel like I’m almost dead

I’m getting off, getting off, before I go mad

You are the sun, that shines again

This is one last chance, let’s run away

From this hell today…