At slow speed we all seem focused
In motion we seem wrong 
In summer we can taste the rain 
 [bad word]  
I want you to be free 
Don't worry about me 
And just like the movies 
We play out our last scene 

Two can play this game 
We both want power 
In winter we can taste the pain 

In our short years, [bad word] long way 
To treat it bad and throw away 
IN OUR SHORT YEARS [bad word] LONG WAY 
TO TREAT IT BAD AND THROW AWAY
 [bad word] 

You wont cry, I wont scream 

In our short years [bad word] long way 
To treat it bad and throw away 
And if we make a little space 
science fiction showcase 
In our short film, a love disgrace
Dream a scene to brighten face 
In our short years [bad word] long way 
To treat it bad, just to throw it away
 [bad word] 
You wont cry, I wont scream