Flesh Disguise

We ran through the streets like we owned the place.
Pockets full of dreams, just to mask our face.
The city was a maze, just like our broken phase.
Stumbled on the answers but forgot the phrase.
Living on the edge, getting lost in the craze.
Caught between the nights and the endless days. 

You wore your rebellion like a second skin.
We were fine until my patience ran thin.
You whispered sweet lies like a prayer in my ear.
Said, "Don't look back, get us away from here." 

There was sweat on the walls, broken glass 
on the floor.
Spilled secrets and wrongs we couldn't ignore.
Our buzz wore off, only left us the pain.
We took it all, shook it off in the pouring rain. 

Now you're hanging around the seventh storey.
Staring out into your endless purgatory.
The lift's broken down, so you never came to town.
Still waiting for something, but it never came 'round. 

We were outcasts, people of the night.
Drinking in the shadows, burning too bright.
But our fire burned out, and just the ashes stay.
We’re relics of a time that got swept away.