Late last night in the basement I had a dream about Hollywood.
I put my faith in a song and believed it all along
but I'm still searching for the truth.
When the truth finally hit me it was something I'd already seen.
There's nothing but disaster and I've got to get there faster
cause the ends justify the means.
I met a girl at the station who said "you look like someone I know."
She said she's going to a place where I've just been
and then she showed me her slit throat.
And it's a long time waiting 'till midnight
when there's nothing worth waiting for.
Suburb, somewhere, run away!