Teenage Thrill

I was sitting upset in the city of decline I was haunted by the silly voices in my mind They tell me there is nothing else aside They tell me there is nothing left to try But i can thrill and i just see that i don't mind And i can creep in your bad fiction and i don't know why And i can dream about a red killing then i get blind And i don't believe you and my stupid winks for you I was sitting upset in the city of the crime I will quit, i believe in what they're showing off this time They tell me there is nothing else aside They tell me there is nothing left to try