Damned Le Monde Zeromancer

Lit your cigarette
Under the bright lights
Stare at silhouettes
In the dead of midnight

Hello Hello
Hello Hello
You know
How to let go

Let your cigarette burn down to the filter
Inhaling your regrets
Tastes like winter

Hello Hello
Hello Hello
You know
Fuck it
Let's go

Damned le Monde
You can't run
Satellites trace everything you've done
From day one
Below this sun
Our televisions are never wrong