All the Drama Geeks grow up someday,
All those youthful dreams and enthusiasms
So excited for a new song, so in love with
Someone, like they were the moon itself,
So wrapped in dreams.
So pure in our lust and perversion,
So pure in our wicked little hearts
And in our madness.
The world was a wonder, a dream,
And our tinsel stages, our little Eden
Was all we needed.
All the Drama Geeks grow up,
And grow cold, and lose the light,
And lose ourselves.
Those days are never coming back again.
We will never be innocent again.
The world will never dream us, now we’re awake.