It's a love story for the new age,
For the six page.
Want a quick, sick rampage?
Wining and dining, drinking and driving,
Excessive buying, overdosin', dyin',
On our drugs and our love,
And our dreams and our rage.
Blurring the lines, between real and the fake.
Dark and lonely,
I need somebody to hold me.
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