Paroles de Babylon

Looks like your best look is hopeless at best They'll send you back with a slug in your chest Vignettes of violence back-lit by silence The price of a soul only grows with desire Babylon Babylon Babylon High-beams on low-lives and all their maneuvers Glimpse into the minds of millions of viewers Feeding off dim stars and chasing fast cars in search of a reason for breathing or feeling Babylon Babylon Babylon Maybe he'll take you in a new direction Maybe he'll save you from your good intentions Maybe he'll spare you from your introspection Maybe he'll free you from your dull reflection Babylon Babylon Babylon They get you They get you They get you They get you high