He Walked Through The Neon Light

His Future's About To Burn

His Face Was A Mask Of Violence

He Just Reached The Bitter End

The Point Of No Return

There Was Nothing Left To Reach



Just Traces Of Sadness

All The Tears He Makes Me Have Cried

Just Tackles Of Madness

All This Fantasy That Died

He Buried His Daydreams

But The Night Was Getting Alive

The Treach Is Like A Fence

That Keeps Away A Second Chance

Where The World Is Free Of Hands



Dreams Are Locked And All The Rest

He Walked At One Way Street

That Leeds Into Desperation

And He Learned The Heart Is Weak

To Steel It Like A Teet

There Was Nothing Left To Learn



Just Traces Of Sadness

All The Theres He Makes My Have Cried

Just Tackles Of Madness

All This Fantasy That Died

He Buried His Daydreams

But The Night Was Getting Alive

The Treach Is Like A Fence

That Keeps Away A Second Chance

Where The World Is Free Of Hands



He Thought In His Soal He Found

The Words He Had To Learn

There Is Nowhere To Return



Just Traces Of Sadness

All The Tears He Makes Me Have Cried

Just Tackles Of Madness

All This Fantasy That Died

He Buried His Daydreams

But The Night Was Getting Alive

The Treach Is Like A Fence

That Keeps Away A Second Chance

Where The World Is Free Of Hands

Where The World Is Free Of Hands



The Traces Of Sadness



Just Traces Of Sadness

All The Tears He Makes Me Have Cried

Just Tackles Of Madness

All This Fantasy That Died

He Buried His Daydreams

But The Night Was Getting Alive

The Treach Is Like A Fence

That Keeps Away A Second Chance

Where The World Is Free Of Hands

Where The World Is Free Of Hands