The Frozen (explicit) Stone Sour

The girls on the streets all look sad in this gold encrusted little town
Why is that?
Isn't this the town of dreams?
Yeah... But it comes with a price
It's a town that never does anything and yet takes all the credit
A place that promises so much
But never has a thing to say
Or a care in the world
There is no memory here
No dream for itself but the dreams of others
And all over the world you talk about a place you've only seen in the re-runs
Immortalized for it's vice, and deified for it's carnage
(There's money in the air there)
(All you have to do is reach up and grab it)
In basements, garages, parking lots, empty lots, schoolyards, town cars, back rooms and more
Diamonds are fashioned from expectations and fortified on a steady diet
Of simple lives and red carpets
The ejaculating zeitgeist in night vision
Culture is a punchline and emotion is blood in the water
The sharks here play games you can't fathom
But you flock here anyway
On college money and credit cards
Spend a week bullshitting yourself that it was all true
All of it
Just to watch in horror as it all falls to pieces under the gravity of reality
The starry eyes fade as it dawns on you
Nothing is guaranteed