Hearts - Big City

Описание: Midnight city burning under neon lights,
Leather jackets, broken dreams, another endless night,
We were kings of the boulevard, rebels on the run,
Living fast for the taste of danger, chasing loaded guns,
White lines on the mirror, whiskey in the vein,
Promises of paradise wrapped in plastic pain,
She said “baby we’re immortal” with a cigarette smile,
But the devil’s got a backstage pass and he’s been here a while,
Oh we’re dancing with destruction to a screaming guitar,
Snorting all our freedom in the back of a car,
We were young, we were wild, we were out of control,
Trying to fill that empty space in our rock ‘n’ roll soul,
Cocaine comets shooting through the Hollywood sky,
Heroin halos whisper “live fast, die high”,
Pills like candy raining down in dressing rooms of sin,
Every high a little higher, every low wearing thin,
Mama said the glitter ain’t gold on the strip,
But we were sipping liquid fire from the dealer’s tight grip,
Oh the stage lights shining but our eyes were dead,
All that noise in our heads like the words unsaid,
We were screaming for salvation through a Marshall stack wall,
But the louder that we played, the harder we’d fall,
Broken angels with our wings dipped in flame,
Writing love letters to fortune and shame,
Now the mirror’s cracked and the band’s off key,
Got a ghost of the 80s staring back at me,
All that powder, all that pain, all that wasted youth,
We were chasing paradise but we were running from the truth,
Yeah we rode that rocket straight into the sun,
Thought we owned the night but the night had won,
Still I hear that riff in the back of my mind,
Like a warning shot from another time,
We were young, we were wild, we were burning bright,
High on dreams and chemicals in the dead of night.