Collapsing - The Cape Race
Tonight the streets have come alive
And coincide with the death of consequence
Tonight the wider-eyed of concubines
Get lost in the bright lights
Tonight we'll queue at toilet doors
Tonight we'll check for the signs
In filthy mirrors mixed with filthier
Remains of a long night
We're collapsing
And we'll collapse into each other
Collapsing
And we'll collapse into each other
Tonight we shall impress
With scowls and body mass
And the lines are tried and true
Tonight the eyes are set on girls
With cigarettes on the outside
Tonight they'll drag us through the door
Tonight we'll leave when we please
From filthy corners mixed with filthier
Regrets of a long night
It's what everybody's in here for
Collapsing
And we'll collapse into each other
Collapsing
And we'll collapse into each other
These streets
These streets are surrounded
These streets
These streets are surrounded
These streets
These streets are surrounded
Surrounded
These streets
These streets are surrounded
Surrounded
We're collapsing
And we'll collapse into each other
Collapsing
And we'll collapse into each other
These streets
These streets are surrounded
Surrounded
