the useless drag of another day
 the endless drags of a death rock boy mascara sure and lipstick lost
 glitter burned by restless thoughts of being forgotten and in your sad machines
 you'll forever stay
 desperate and displeased-with whoever you are and you're a star
 somewhere-he pulls his hair down-over a frowning smile a hidden diamond you cannot find
 a secret star that cannot shine over to you
 may the king of gloom, be forever doomed
 and in your sad machines
 you'll forever stay
 burning up in speed lost inside the dreams, of teen machines
 the useless drags, the empty days
 the lonely towers of long mistakes
 to forgotten faces and faded loves
 sitting still was never enough
 and if you're giving in, then you're giving up
 cause in your sad machines
 you'll forever stay
 burning up in speed
 lost inside the dreams, of teen machines