I see through your swagger
I sweep up your sickness
I find what is lost and thrown away
I stoop for your secrets
I bend for your blood
I kill corruption so it lives another day

I'm a wallflower in the darkness
In fireproof clothes
Undercover, undervalued, underpaid
I ride the edges and the cracks
I see behind the curtain
I am invisible, I am your moonlight maid

Sifting through the streets of Kebabylon
Chasing down the ghosts of indiscretion and lust
These empty filthy streets are where I belong
Down among the devilrey, turning to dust

And you're already dreaming
As I claw up your condom
As your siringe cracks underneath my boot

You've crashed on the couch
I stay out on the porch
Such a lover, such a liar, such a brute
And with the evidence destroyed
Your sleep will be sound
I'm your angel, your accomplice and look what I found

Sifting through the streets of Kebabylon
Chasing down the ghosts of indiscretion and lust
The empty filthy streets are where I belong
Down among the devilrey, turning to dust

So join me on the streets of Kebabylon
We can find a story for the ages tonight
These empty filthy streets are where I belong
Always trying hard to outrun the light

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Writer(s): Aiden Moffat, Malcolm Middleton