Whether it's complicated Or simply just overrated Love is for those who made it Out of the dark Running towards the daylight Stuck in a race against time Taking their chances In between the shooting stars Floating high up above the city after we have gone to sleep There's a riot where the angels live and die Where moments of truth are buried Words are not necessary Laughter and pain are married And one of a kind We're heading for a disaster Set on forever after Battery dying faster Than ever before I am the operator Fighting an alligator Hunting a perpetrator High above the law Now if dreams are made of REM and electricity How will we ever be able to survive If a moment's all we have, there will be nothing Left to see We are slowly running out of luck and time Floating high up above the city singing careless melodies We've got paper wings attached to back and spine Where moments of truth are buried Words are not necessary Laughter and pain are married And one of a kind