Pure Radio Cosplay

Was dead and gone away, and won’t be back in this life,
There’s no need to worry about it.
Hanging out across the ways, what dissolves to pure cosplay.
It seems that seven years have come along, with the guitar bleeding and a moon
says no (give it to).
D’you believe in a life where the pain never ends, 'cause you’ll all be a’dead
with your vampire weekend (yes and no).
Cause now we’ve lost our way, it’s killed our sense of real time,
With no reason or wrong about it.
Fascination turned away, we’re all devolved to pure cosplay.