I AM CRUISING DOWN THE EMPTY
STREETS OF HOPE
EXPECTATIONS, FEARS AND
A POCKET FULL OF DOPE
RUNNING OUT OF ORDER
YEAH YEAH YEAH
RUNNING FREE
24 HOURS STRAYING AROUND
24 HOURS TILL THE SUN GOES DOWN
GOT NO MIRROR — NO REFLECTION
LOST MY SENSE OF DIRECTION
I'M GOING DOWN
TO THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD
NO ONE AROUND
AND I FEEL SO DISTURBED