Leaving the Suburbs
Driving down the sreet in a limousine; we got to do a show tonight
The rain draws crazy circles on the screen
and I'm watching neon lights.
And I don't know where I am going to
And I don't know is it really true, and what would happen to me.
Leasving the suburbs, we're gonna leave it all behind.
Aint got my glass, it's on my bed.
And I ain't got any image on TV
Calling room service in the night
I look into the mirror, is it really me ?
Is it really me ?