Catwalk

Here's what we're gonna do
 Put on expensive perfume
 Where we're heading
 We await flashlights
 To make us immortal
 Where are we gonna go
 We'd rather be somewhere better
 Better dressed
 We await good company
 We're constant transcenders
 We're the crazies that deny matter
 We're peacekeepers that defy love
 We're the ghosts that haunt the dead
 High on summer sky
 Finding pleasure
 To anger all the hoards out there
 We're not the kin of man
 We approach Earth with speed
 We try hard to dodge the trails of stars
 We're constant absolvers
 We're the fools that defy the wars
 We're the young that defy the dead
 Always expect rewards
 We're gods to defy old prophets
 We're the crazies that define the sane
 We're the crazies that define the same
 We're the crazies that deny matter
 We're peacekeepers that defy love
 We're the ghosts that haunt the dead
 High on summer sky
 Finding pleasure
 To anger all the hoards out there
 We're the crazies that deny matter
 We're peacekeepers that defy love
 We're the ghosts that haunt the dead
 Fuck a lot of strangers
 Hurt a lot of lovers
 Wasted on champagne drinks
 High on summer sky
 Finding pleasure
 To anger all the hoards out there
 Fuck lots of strangers
 Hurt lots of lovers