The sun drops low Stains the sky a bloody red And the wind begins to blow And the day is dead Your facade is shed Your armor's on the ground You become the real you for once And you long to hear the sound Found your escape Feel the ground shake Shed the daytime Feel your pulse climb! Found your escape Feel the ground shake Shed the daytime Feel your pulse climb! This is you after hours Fishnets torn, eyeliner smudged You smell of sweat and bottled flowers You're immune to being judged So you tromp down the cobbled streets Hear a pulsing, muffled sound And you burst through the crowded entryway Your escape has now been found! Found your escape Feel the ground shake Shed the daytime Feel your pulse climb! Found your escape Feel the ground shake Shed the daytime Feel your pulse climb! Paint peeling on blackened walls As you tread through the liquor spilled It's your darkened sanctuary And the air is heavily filled Strobes show snapshots of your friends Bare shoulders, naked smiles Jumping, spinning, writhing pulls You out of all your days of trials! Found your escape Feel the ground shake Shed the daytime Feel your pulse climb! Found your escape Feel the ground shake Shed the daytime Feel your pulse climb! (Found) (Feel) (Shed) (Feel) (Found) (Feel) (Shed) (Feel) (Found) (Feel) (Shed) (Feel)