I hung out in my head
Sitting mirror in my eyes

What it will be
What it will be

We hung out in the streets
Moon is getting closer now

What it will be
What it will change

Sometimes the night releases light
And now it's changing you
Neon spills through you

Someone screamed out face police were smashing all the heads
Another said they heard the whispering of the dead

What it will be
What it will be

Others smashed their alter down with anger spoilеd red
The poison from the Moon was now thе poison in their heads

What it will be
What it will be

Sometimes the night releases light
And now it's changing you
The neon bleeding through you

What it will be
What it will be