Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Close your eyes to the world that you see
And open wide to the one in your dreams
There's nothing left that you wanna believe
Foreign eyes have been torn at the seams
You'd save yourself from a world without sin
You're born again with a means to an end
Drawing lines in the palm of your hand
You're holding on to all that you've planned
There's nothing here that is left to be saved
Take a bow to the warrior state
You throw yourself to the perilous static
You shut your eyes but the death is romantic
You've sold your soul but it's only a fake
You'd kill yourself for a piece of the take
You lose your mind in a world that leaves nothing
You're holding on for asylum, reaching for air
It's all you want
You know you'll never forget
Your open arms
They only seem to surrender
It's all you know
You know you'll never regret