Here Is No Why

                                      the useless drag of another day
                          the endless drags of a death rock boy mascara sure and lipstick lost
                      glitter burned by restless thoughts of being forgotten and in your sad machines
                                          you'll forever stay
                           desperate and displeased-with whoever you are and you're a star
                  somewhere-he pulls his hair down-over a frowning smile a hidden diamond you cannot find
                                  a secret star that cannot shine over to you
                                  may the king of gloom, be forever doomed
                                        and in your sad machines
                                          you'll forever stay
                            burning up in speed lost inside the dreams, of teen machines
                                     the useless drags, the empty days
                                     the lonely towers of long mistakes
                                     to forgotten faces and faded loves
                                       sitting still was never enough
                                  and if you're giving in, then you're giving up
                                       cause in your sad machines
                                          you'll forever stay
                                          burning up in speed
                                   lost inside the dreams, of teen machines