Bright lights, dirty dreams, Another sinner in a limousine. Red lips, cold steel, Trading heaven for a one-night deal. You want love? You’ll pay in scars. You want fame? You’ll bleed for stars. Down in the city where the angels fall, You can lose your soul for nothing at all. Down in the city where the wild hearts run, We’re born from fire, we die for fun. Cigarette smoke and a loaded grin, Everybody wants to taste the sin. No sleep, no shame, Just a hunger with another name. You want truth? You’ll find the lie. You want wings? You’ll learn to fly. Down in the city where the angels fall, You can lose your soul for nothing at all. Down in the city where the wild hearts run, We’re born from fire, we die for fun. We’re the broken, the loud, the damned, Living fast ’cause we never planned. Raise your glass to the ones who fell, We found our heaven at the gates of hell. Down in the city the lights never fade, Every saint’s got a debt to be paid. Down in the city we’re out of control, Burn it down, let it feed your soul!
