We are liars we are thieves
scheming dildos dressed like Keef
Dealing tragedy and false beliefs
we are liars we are thieves
And we're the dark street at 2 AM
the creeping fears yeah we are them
So put your face on you ball of phlegm
cause we're the dark street at 2 AM
Turn the heat up on my soul
turn it up cause I'm feeling so cold
Slow night in the desolate city
And it hits like a slap in the face
we're the dark horse this is the race
Slow night in the desolate city
We are lions
in a cage
pet tigers fueled on rage
We're the moonlight we're the clouds
we are losers we are proud
Yeah we are magic we are class
a hand with knuckles made of brass
We are good times turned bad
we are the action you never had
Turn the heat up on my soul
turn it up cause I'm feeling so cold
Slow night in the desolate city
And it hits like a slap in the face
we're the dark horse this is the race
Slow night in the desolate city
We are the sunlight we are the storm
we're the idea and we are the form
We are loving we are rape
we are the magic caught on tape
Yeah we are splinters from a glass
we're the greatest we suck ass
We're united torn apart
we are the ending and the start
So turn the heat up cause I'm feeling so cold
turn it up till it burns my soul
Slow night in the desolate city
And it hits like a slap in the face
you're the dark horse I am the race
Slow night in the desolate city
Yeah
Slow night
Slow night
Slow night in the desolate city
Slow night
(Slow night)
Slow night
(Slow night)
Slow night in the desolate city
Yeah