As I walk in the crowd just stops. The whispers and the tension drops. They say I’m a liar, that I’m a constant forgetter. They say I push things higher. They all hate me but some want me Lost in the trade of masquerade. But I came here to party and get dizzy. I’ll be honest so… I’ve been drinking, I’ve been smoking, I’m not not complaining. This is my sickness. I’ll be the rush, I’ll be your midnight touch. There’s no complaining Lost in the music. Just take a look. You’ll get lost in our hooks. We’ve got one night to make things right. So let’s trash this party, get dirty. Forget your problems with this anthem. You hear my voice, you’ve got no choice because… I am lost, I keep my fingers crossed. (Hear me, hear me.) This game we’re playing is confusing (lost in this motion). I see their eyes I hear their lies they (tear me, tear me). All I can say is lets get wasted (lost in attraction). I’ve been drinking, I’ve been smoking, I’m not not complaining. This is my sickness. I’ll be the rush, I’ll be your midnight touch. There’s no complaining Lost in the music. This is my sickness. I am lost, I keep my fingers crossed. (Hear me, hear me.) This game we’re playing is confusing (lost in this motion). I see their eyes I hear their lies they (tear me, tear me). All I can say is lets get wasted (lost in attraction). You can’t complain when you’re drowning in the music. I’ve been drinking, I’ve been smoking, I’m not not complaining. This is my sickness.

All I know is confusion and you could even say my past is just an illusion. I’m on mission. My condition is drowning in superstition. I can’t say no ‘cause I know it’s just the way things go. I’ve learned to deal with the fact that people tend to act. They play pretend ‘cause they know it’s the latest trend. There must be some way to make the loved ones stay. Some way to keep all of those voices away. What is wrong? You cannot find a meaning for my songs. I’m the distraction. My words are like weapons of mass destruction. You wear your skin. Oh I know you can fake it in the spring. I smell your scent in the wind. Now I must follow the North to your skin. But I feel your body crushing from inside. I don’t feel sorry. Bitch you’ve just got to stop. Just shed these tears and wrap them with your fears. ‘Cause I love the way you move, the way you kiss. You’ve got nothing to prove. I know that your actions match my discretion. Now watch me undress what is left of your intentions. I’m not guilty because I am counting one, two, three to get to honesty. Now watch as a man slowly makes his stand. I hear the crowd. They shout so loud. They sing: There’s no need for ammunition to fill the gun of your ambition. There’s no need for ammunition to fill the gun of your ambition. But I feel your body crushing from inside. I don’t feel sorry. Bitch you’ve just got to stop. Just shed these tears and wrap them with your fears. ‘Cause I love the way you move, the way you kiss. You’ve got nothing to prove. I know that your actions match my discretion. Now watch me undress what is left of your intentions. All I know is confusion and you could even say my past is just an illusion. What is wrong? You cannot find a meaning for my songs. I’m the distraction. My words are like weapons of mass destruction. You wear your skin. Oh I know you can fake it in the spring. I smell your scent in the wind. Now I must follow the North to your skin.

The time has come to show the world the progress we have done. What we've become just proves to me that we were never wrong. We get wasted, we get paid to play, life's better off this way. All I'm saying is we've created something to believe in. Let's rewrite our own scene. It's always been our dream. We won't fake it just to make it. It's a statement, no luck or disengagement. We'll shine like bright lights through the night. We'll do what's right to feel alive. We're the ones to trust, to believe you must. We promise that we won't sell out. There's no 'I told you so', we break the rules everyone know. Because we are the ones to blame, we play the game of fame. They say we're the masters of disaster. We're not faster, we're not stronger, yet we're better. We dress to kill. We steal your eyes and ears just for the thrill, And you know we've got that one thing. You're responding to our music. Let's rewrite our own scene. It's always been our dream. We won't fake it just to make it. It's a statement, no luck or disengagement. We'll shine like bright lights through the night. We'll do what's right to feel alive. We're the ones to trust, to believe you must. We promise that we won't sell out. We won't sell out. They say we're the masters of disaster. We won't sell out. We're not faster, we're not stronger, yet we're better. We'll shine like bright lights through the night. We'll do what's right to feel alive. We're the ones to trust, to beleive you must. We promise that we won't sell out.

I get that feeling. The one that stings and brings the pain of remembering I gave up trying. I lost the battle, safe to say I fought for nothing. I never thought I'd say this honestly but I regret it. It hurts to realize that you're the one that I've been missing. I can't move on even though you're reckless and careless, destroyed by ambition. Just clear the tracks and follow the right path so I can see you back. I saw you walk away without a look in my direction 'cause there was no way. You saw the lack of my ambition and passion in this pointless competition. I knew you well back then. Yeah, things were easier and better in 2010 but now I figured you out. This is a scene, a social scheme, there's just no in between. You say 'screw this', we'll say goodbye to all the things I hope you'll miss. I say 'fuck this, go on and live', I'll be the one you'll miss. 'cause I'm still waiting, I've been dwelling on how things should have been. I hate you. Oh girl I just wanna break you. I know though I told you that I'm never second in your attention. I'm never second in your attention. I hate you I know. Can't you see that we were lost and blinded by the cost. The price to pay was too heavy, it crushed the hopes of a you and me. I'm optimistic in a world that contradicts. I'm realistic and artistic in this love/hate business. I think it's safe to say I'm a mess dressed in stress. You say no, just let go. I think it's safe to say I'm a mess dressed in stress. You say no, just let go. Oh girl I just wanna break you. So just let go.