Testo The Damned Don't Cry

Travelling with no destination
No place to go
Nameless towns with faceless people
No place I know


Time to close my mind and drift off
To other scenes Lose myself in glossy pages
Dull magazines


Moments pass by, oh so slowly
Makes me lonely too
Twisting street light, in the darkness
Makes me lonely too


Ah The Damned Don't Cry
No The Damned Don't Cry


Climbing smoke climbs upward slowly Past my trembling face
I see myself in rain soaked windows
In a different place


Single heartbeats in the dim light
Makes me lonely too
Hearing sounds of celebrations
Makes me lonely too