You'll never find all the things you want
Breaking free from the chains that haunts you
They will haunt you
From the watergates to the break of dawn
Keep finding the things that turn me on
Turning me on
We walk the transit streets
Until you find me
Until we finally met
And I'll say that
You got to die for something beautiful
Diamonds break our aching minds
Elegance is turning us sober
You'll regret the
Every time I see your face at night
Moving slowly through the wanted lights
Watermarks illuminate your eyes
Every time I see them make me want to cry
Shoot us down with all the lies
Crawl on your knees you might survive
You might survive
You delay the things you know you hide
Stained gla** house will make you cry
It'll make you cry
We walk the transit streets
Until you find me
Until we finally met
And I'll say that
You got to die for something beautiful
Diamonds break our aching minds
Elegance is turning us sober
You'll regret the time
You got to die for something beautiful
Diamonds break our aching minds
Elegance is turning us sober
You'll regret the
Boy you got to stick to your guns
Before the crystals shoot out your mouth
Pack the walls before the lines fall out
Boy you got to stick to your guns
Before the crystals shoot out your mouth
Pack the walls before the lines fall out
Movement stops in the windmills
Finding out what k**ed you
Relapse in the sin
We start over again
Words just fade away
Finding the things to say
Relapse in the sin
Oh we go again
We are the youth
In a crowd of love
We fight for peace
Until the burnt out sun
Cuz we are the youth
In a crowd of love
We fight for peace
Until the burnt out sun
You got to die for something beautiful
Diamonds break our aching minds
Elegance is turning us sober
You'll regret the
Every time I see your face at night
Moving slowly through the wanted lights
Watermarks illuminate your eyes
Every time I see them make me want a
Every time I see your face at night
Moving slowly through the wanted lights
Watermarks illuminate your eyes
Every time I see them make me want to cry