Died last night in my dreams All the machines had ...

 And before the night is over,
Imma light a spark and let the crazy out

 I wanna say I’m sorry but I’m really not.

 It's too late, it's too late, am I too late?
Tell me now, am I running out of time?

 I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know

 Za miłość płaci się gorzkimi łzami.

 Muzyka rockowa dostając się w źle uszy mogła by się stać inspiracja zbrodni

 Tak, również punk-rock jest sztuką, a nie ma sztuki dla leniwych.

 Time has come to say goodbye
I know it's gonna make you cry

 Like the love that comes with life
I wore envy and I hated it
But I survived

 If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to