Bad Dream

I was always afraid, this was a bad dream.
Heaven was a firescape, back down to the dirty street.
Cold metal on my shoes, iron steps to the lover I barely knew.
I was always afraid, this was bad dream.

I was always amazed, at how far I could fall.
To men in the rain and the swaying of a wrecking ball.
Stains of a living life, you could only see'em under a black light.
I was always amazed, at how far I could fall.

I was always afraid, that I'd pass right through you.
Heaven was a cold blue vein,
Rubbing by a needle in the back room.
Everything stays the same, you lock the door behind me when I leave.
And I was always afraid, this was a bad dream.
This was a bad dream.
This was a bad dream.
This was a bad dream.