Lyrics

Saturday night at the arcade Silver coins in my hand Ready to cause some damage Saturday night at the arcade Silver coins in his hand Ready to cause some damage He wakes up, he gets drunk And he hides at his den Always seems so alone And I think I'm the same All my heroes are dead and I don't believe in God Who will save me from myself? My heroes are dead and I don't believe in God Who will save me from myself? My heroes, all my heroes are dead Saturday night back at his place Far away from the crowds Where nobody can see us I know that he's bringing me down But I feel so alive With his hands in my denim He wakes up, he gets drunk And he hides at his den Always seems so alone And I think we're the same But he doesn't want me to change All my heroes are dead and I don't believe in God Who will save me from myself? My heroes are dead and I don't believe in God Who will save me from myself? My heroes, all my heroes are dead My heroes, all my heroes are dead All my heroes are dead (my heroes are dead) All my heroes are dead Who's gonna save my from myself?
Writer(s): Moa Michaeli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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