I'm lying on my bed, I'm listening to the police sirens
Sounds like lullabies in the soft twilight
Had a job in the club, but I wasn't making me much money
Fighting off the gods and monsters every night
Now I've bruises on all my illusions
Bruises on all of my dreams
Playing all the games, taking all the names they call me (call me)
Just another lost soul alone in the city at night
Don't have any money and have nothing to sell but my soul now (soul now)
But the pain reminds me that I'm still up for the fight
When every day is coloured in Soviet greys of sorrow (sorrow)
I'll hold on to my blues 'cause they'll only come back tomorrow
Now I've bruises on all my illusions
Bruises on all of my dreams
Gotta wake up, get out of my bed, and get out now
Dressing to look my best or I'm not going far
I've learned by now the world's not gonna give me a living
Got a movie going on in my head where I'm the star
Now I've bruises on all my illusions
Bruises on all of my dreams
But time will heal all of my bruises
And dreams can become reality
Bruises on all my illusions
Bruises on all my illusions
But I just didn't make the final cut
It starts with a yes but ends with a but
Sometimes I've wondered just what is the point of living? (living)
So here I am, lying on my bed, getting lost in my dream
And now those sirens feel like they're coming for me
And now those sirens feel like they're coming for me
And now those sirens feel like they're coming for me
Now I've bruises on all my illusions
Bruises on all of my dreams
But time will heal all of my bruises
All my dreams can become reality