Basement dweller, dreams of stardom burned Screaming vocals, never learned
Band names changed, like the wind would blow
From Mann's Misfits to the Rusty Halo

Party metal, never made the scene
Just a garage band, a fever dream
Junkhead rhythms, pounding in my head
Remedy chased, another night left dead

Party metal, never made the scene
Just a garage band, a fever dream
Junkhead rhythms, pounding in my head
Remedy chased, another night left dead

Dry riser nights, fuelled by desperation
Xile the dream, another cheap libation
Scarlet Angel whispered promises in vain
A sea of scarlet, washed away the pain

Party metal, never made the scene
Just a garage band, a fever dream
Junkhead rhythms, pounding in my head
Remedy chased, another night left dead

Empty bottles, overflowing lies
Broken promises, reflected in my eyes
The stage lights dim, the crowd disperses
Another night ends, in empty verses