Tattoos on my hand, music’s on my mind, this will never end,
this black market love!
I wear second hand, hookers are my friend, this will never end,
this black market love!
*courtesy of IstanaLagu.com
Walking down walking down the streets of a thousand broken hearts
In the nation of disaster, never close your eyes
What they about the right and wrong, a question in my mind
For one thing that I’ll be there..

So where will you, where will you, where will you go
When there’s no one by your side, turn off the radio..
So where are you, where are you now?
The youth of mis-rejection..

Tattoos on my hand, music’s on my mind, this will never end,
this black market love!
I wear second hand, hookers are my friend, this will never end,
this black market love!
(this is love, fight for love, this is love, fight for love this..black market love!)

Brother sister don’t you cry, don’t ever lose your faith
We’re born like this forever, we will never stop
What we love and we fighting for, and why we’re standing here
That’s one thing to remember

So where will you, where will you, where will you go
When there’s no one by your side, turn off the radio..
So where are you, where are you now?
The youth of mis-rejection..

Tattoos on my hand, music’s on my mind, this will never end,
this black market love!
I wear second hand, hookers are my friend, this will never end,
this black market love!
[this is love, fight for love, this is love, fight for love..this black market love!]