Lost a pound of flesh in suicidal dreams
Drugged up on a London city street
I awoke without a name in Hell
Found Scylla and Charybdis
An empty train awaits now Im headed northwest
To the beautiful Manchester Sunset
And now Im going home
But where is home?
Synthesized again, Yeah, I'm flying high
Ropes are bound and my chest is tied
In the underground world of Chelsea
This is where we feel love, find life, kill time
This is where our pessimism comes to die
Here you can trade your flesh for currency
All due restraint take a picture
With all my restraint Its my picture
Come with me to the other side
Come dance with me in the dead of night
You say you want to live in the darkness?
I'll set you free Its a long road to hell and back
