Here comes the god who loves his own image
here comes the god of lust
here comes the god whose love is sacrilegious
but we know he's lost...he's lost...he's lost
Flex your little fingers dead upon the wringers
everything you touch you break
one time in the lights now you're such a rockstar
i don't feel the same
So what have i become?
Things are so surreal tonight
where did i go wrong?
Cause i've already paid the price
for what?? for you??