Can we pretend, that my life's not standing still,
That my heart my heart is beating for the thrill,
When those lights go down,
Can I hear the crowd, did I make him proud?
It depends, on who else is along for the ride,
Other people they run and they hide,
When those lights go down,
Can you face it, or force your own suicide.
In the end, when everything is so fucked up,
And I'm feeling so down on my luck,
When those lights do down did I make him proud,

When those lights go down,
I guess it was destiny. yes this is the path for me,
When those lights go down, did I make him proud,
When those lights go down,
I guess it was destiny. yes this is the path for me,
When those lights go down, did I make him proud,

Clinical, strength depression was by my side,
Pouring out my disposition inside,
When those lights go down,
Can I hear the crowd, did I make him proud,
In the end, it started feeling like I had died,
But the music made me feel alive,
When those lights go down, did I make him proud,

So hold, hold on too, what you want, and make it true
So hold, hold on too, what you want, and make it true

When the lights go down

When those lights go down,
I guess it was destiny. yes this is the path for me,
When those lights go down, did I make him proud,
I guess it was destiny...