Sad Boys from Nighttime Economy by Ritual Forms

So, you ran away from life
Well, wasn’t that nice, wasn’t that nice?
And all the people disappointed me
But I’m not surprised, not surprised

Tell me why I should believe you?
Is it your pride, your pride?
Can you think of no one,
other than yourself?
Open up your damn eyes

Open up your damn eyes
Open up your damn eyes
Open up your damn eyes

So, how does it feel to be the best?
Is it that nice, is it that nice?
Looking down at all of the rest
Was it worth the price, was it worth the price

Of the sad souls, the mad souls, the bad souls
Open up your damn eyes
The old ones, the young guns, the poor sons
Open up your damn eyes

Open up your damn eyes
Open up your damn eyes
Of the sad souls, the mad souls, the bad souls
Open up your damn eyes
The old ones, the young guns, the poor sons
Open up your damn eyes

Did you get what you came for
Do you care
Did you get what you came for
Do you care
Did you get what you came for
Do you care
Did you get what you came for

Of the sad souls, the mad souls, the bad souls
Open up your damn eyes
The old ones, the young guns, the poor sons
Open up your damn eyes
The faded, the jaded, the hated
Open up your damn eyes
The undones, the lost sons, everyone
Open up your damn eyes

• Alternative
• alt electro
• indie electronic
• synthpop
• London