I run on the wrong side of life Im the one that you fear when you hold your wife I run where the darker crowds run On the rain swept streets where the black rain runs I play where the darker kids play Im the one who goes out when you end your day I dance where the darker crowds dance In the pitch black clubs in a clove stained trance I see things the darker kids see Though you wouldnt believe all thats happened to me Ive been to the back side of hell And Ive played with your fear and enjoyed it well This our time, the nights our day Well dance this fading life away
darker, run, dance, clove, crowd