Lyrics
Left the station
I'm a passerby
Traveling lonely
Under hazy skies
Nightlife chatter
I don't even try
I fake my way tonight
But I really won't survive
Woke up, forgot my name
Personal doubts and I feel ashamed
I'm hungry for the supernatural
Red skies and burning lungs
Picking up the pace 'cause
I'm still on the run
It's Monday, gotta act professional
Hopped up on bottle of gin
Smoking cigarettes while I'm chasing a win
I'm wondering, was it all intentional?
Sitting upright like an astronaut
Forgetting all my dreams while I'm blasting off
I'm hungry for the supernatural
I fake my way tonight
But I really won't survive