[Verse]
Look out the window
All our dreams, listless final days
And of the ones that lead our way
I've seen the blind come down to kneel
One final throw
No stomping out the anger waiting down the road
[Chorus]
Why don’t you run and hide
From those Paris nights?
We won't make it out alive
(We might not survive)
Why don't you run and hide
From those Paris nights?
We won’t make it out alive
(Now hide)
An operator feeding day with bone[?]
I shall defend the other world[?]
(Of the Paris nights)
Disdainful degree of despair
Ending true to vision
[Verse]
Resist the roaring tide of fear and of all that's final
When the lonеly fight for meaning sits final[?]
Blind cipher, midnight of life[?]
Rеimposed unto the fire will we burn the night again
[Chorus]
Why don't you run and hide
From those Paris nights?
We won't make it out alive
(We might not survive)
Why don't you run and hide
From those Paris nights?
We won't make it out alive
An operator feeding day with bone[?]
I shall defend the other world[?]
(Of the Paris nights)
Disdainful degree of despair
Ending true to vision
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
Why don't you run and hide
From those Paris nights?
We won't make it out alive
(We might not survive)
Why don’t you run and hide
From those Paris nights?
We won’t make it out alive
An operator feeding day of the bone[?]
I should give any other world[?]
(Of the Paris nights)
Disdainful degree of despair
Ending true to vision