Coming down, streetwise Sleepless, wide-eyed That's the feeling you get When you walk unaware when the streets are dead. I am just a pale shadow of myself Sleepwalkin', getting lost in the crowd Yeah, that's the feeling you get When you live like a ghost coming out of a hole. It ain't easy when the past is dead And you're livin' like there's no tomorrow. No, no, no, no tomorrow. It ain't easy when the past is dead And you know that the future is hollow No, no, no, no tomorrow. No, no, no, there's no tomorrow. Onto the night I try to reach so high To only go down slow. That's the way it gets when you're nameless And lying there on the naked floor. It ain't easy when the past is dead And you're livin' like there's no tomorrow. No, no, no, no tomorrow. It ain't easy when the past is dead And you know that the future is hollow No, no, no, no tomorrow. No, no, no, there's no tomorrow.