Green Light (In Stereo) کے بول

Moon's throwing daggers At the targets on the street Trucks wipe the sweat out of their eyes The brain is making promises The body cannot keep You duck inside a doorway And you change into your favorite disguise Black hole in your pocket But there's jingles up your sleeve Going down like a pederast in a boy's school And you wish that you could stop it But the handle's out of reach Sinking like a calliope in a whirlpool Oh no.. You're waiting for the green light Hanging on for the cold opportunity You're waiting for the green light As every second of your life keeps slipping The time keeps ticking The the green light is looking like It's never gonna change for you Time carves initials Into the prison of your face Creeping like a spy on broken glass Cars kiss the tarmac As they cut right to the chase Cut price epiphany But somehow it just never seems to last