A Day In The Life (Manhatten Clique Remix)

My hair's in my eyes, my words are all lies.

I dance on ecstasy, you're dancing next to me.

Few sips and I'm gone, passing out on your lawn.

Fingers caught in the door, two years, still a permanent sore.

Racing the sunrise home, razors almost touching bone.

Wasting your parents lends on sunglasses and weekends.

Climbing through changes, flying through phases.