There is state-of-the-art melancholy around
Desolation jumps out and shows many scars
No judge or defense, just a sentence that goes too far
Something inside you is slowly losing ground
Badlands Will give you hell
Badlands Who sent you there?
Badlands
Badlands
Badlands
I never thought I'd witness how daydreams die
Deserted roads and buildings falling apart
Badlands
Badlands
Badlands
We drain our cups, and we're getting used to this
More and more renouncing, still we don't notice
Badlands
I'll meet you there
Badlands