Those were the good ole' days

Red eye and plenty of bills to pay

Sheriff callin' on them cowboys

When I get enough money I'll escape to mars

We are restless

Never wanna feel helpless

We won't let anything stop us

We are living on the edge

Stuck in our own goddamn heads

Ohohohohoh we are coming back to earth

In our dreams we fly like gods

Long to shoot through space and see the stars

Just to feel the amber waves of stellar healing

Hunting bounty for a chump change

Imagine the devil, and he may show his face

System rotten from top to bottom

Maybe we gotta make a change

We are reckless

Never wanna feel helpless

We won't let anything stop us

What the hell are we waiting for

Just know that

We are coming back to earth

In our dreams we fly like gods

Long to shoot through space and see the stars

Just to feel the amber waves of stellar healing