Made us come. They celebrate. 
We just sing. On holiday.
And with their doubts... they grow on me. 
Been on the phone since yesterday.
And your face reveals the world and all the things you could have seen. 
It's all the same. You're all insane.
When the breeze becomes a storm  then you'll all be washed away. 
It's all the same. You're all insane…

In a room, stood separately. Under fire, but not for me.
To its sounds, come roll with me, to a home in make believe.

And you'll face reveals the world and all the things you could have seen 
It's all the same. You're all insane.
When the breeze becomes a storm and then you'll all be washed away
 It's all the same. You're all insane.

And all my wicked ways… you’re on your own again. I’m on my own again. 
And all my wicked ways… you’re on your own again. I’m on my own again.

And you'll face reveals the world and all the things you could have seen 
It's all the same. You're all insane.
When the breeze becomes a storm and then you'll all be washed away
 It's all the same. You're all insane.

And all my wicked ways… you’re on your own again. I’m on my own again. 
And all my wicked ways… you’re on your own again. I’m on my own again.