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Look alive, look alive Can't catch us by surprise this time, this time We drift, we drift like phantoms and the cautious sing us their anthems We can quote, we can quote you any of the hymnals while seated in the back pew But we are terrified of what we've said and done tonight We are the dirty, rotten, cheap and confused Caught in a lost weekend, a lost weekend Holy rollers and jokers, fantasy's over So return as prodigals Smash the walls, fight your friends It's getting out of hand again, again Freezing cold, freezing cold This cigarette is useless I swear it's my last one We are ghosts, we are ghosts We're hiding from our day jobs in bar room sanctuary's We are terrified of what we've said and done tonight We lost our way, we starved for days, is that the best we can do? From Letras Mania