In the Dark

Brown eyes, pale face
I know hell waits
In the dark
I see stars
Brown eyes, pale face
I know hell waits
In the dark
I see stars
Prize of the showcase
I’m coming home late
I’ve been gone
Way too long
God tried talking to me
I’m high, not listening
Shine bright, I’m glistening
Fine lines define anything
God tried talking to me
I’m high, not listening
Shine bright, I’m glistening
Fine lines define anything
Brown eyes, pale face
I know hell waits
In the dark
I see stars
God tried talking to me
I’m high, not listening
Shine bright, I’m glistening
Fine lines define anything
God tried talking to me
I’m high, not listening
Shine bright, I’m glistening
Fine lines define anything