Dragged by the weight of the stone Staring at the fading lights Can you see the sign on the wall Kissing you goodbye? Attracted by the easy beat Craving for the big, big change You're so desperate, what's the matter baby? Your style was perfect in the first place When you're crying out for help I can feel you, but is this your little breakaway? Have you seen through their disguise And you found out that there is no funny crowded place? When you're walking on the tides Have they told you that the deepest ocean lies beneath your mind? Dragged by the weight of the stone Gazing at the city lights Have you noticed the sign of the times Kissing you goodbye? Driven by a lousy beat Labyrinths inside your head Praying all the time, wishing for the bad trip To come to an end When you're crying out for help I can feel you, but is this your little breakaway? Have you seen through their disguise And you found out that there is no funny crowded place? When you're walking on the tides Have they told you that the deepest ocean lies beneath your mind?