Visage The Damned Don't Cry
Travelling with no destination no place to go. Nameless towns with faceless people no place I know Time to close my mind and drifft off to other scenes Lose myself in glossy pages dull magazines. Moments pass by oh so slowly makes me lonely too Twisting street lights in the darkness makes me lonely too. No the damned don't cry - no the damned don't cry Curling smoke climbs upward slowly past my troubling face I see myself in rainsoaked windows in a different place. Single heartbeats in the dim lights makes me lonely too Hearing sounds of celebreations makes me lonely too. No the damned don't cry - no the damned don't cry. No the damned don't cry damned don't cry damned don't cry . . .
