Twilight star burns cold blue;

It burns cold blue in my eyes

Thousand light years from the hot blue

Of a thousand other dying skies

Let's keep on walking past the brick walls

Spray-painted with skulls of blue

Matching moving moonlit silhouettes

Past the playground with the padlock

And chain on the gate

Lost on purpose hey lost on purpose

We could try to figure it out

But we don't trust us

Lost on purpose hey lost on purpose

We could turn around and go home

But the truth might hurt us

Skyscraper looks like an x-ray

Streetlights look infrared

Bus fume aphrodisiac slaps at the back of my head

The night is in your turn-signal eyes

Lipstick on your coffee cup

Gimme a tip for the waitress

The natives are restless

We gotta get out of this dump

Lost on purpose hey lost on purpose

We could try to figure it out

But we don't trust us

Hey lost on purpose hey

Lost on purpose

We could turn around and go home

But the truth might hurt us

You can smell the electric sky

Surplus souls budging in droves

Trance-dancing to the murmur of the city

The heartbeat of hell

The grindstone of chrome

Walking in silence in the temples of the dark gods

Icons with eyes that can't see

Ears that don't hear

And the nerves that never wince

With the pain we're feeling

Grey dawn filters through steel stalagmites

Eight minutes from the dying sun

Safe from the fury safe from the fire

Of the great unlearned

We sleepless dreamers straddle yellow-chequered chariots

You and me we're the prisoners of

The panorama of revolving doors

Lost on purpose hey lost on purpose

We could try to figure it out but we don't trust us

Lost on purpose yeah lost on purpose

We could turn around and go home

But the truth might hurt us

Lost on purpose hey lost on purpose

We could try to figure it out

But we don't trust us

Lost on purpose oh lost on purpose

We could turn around and go home

But the truth might hurt us hey