Testo:
When you are waking up late and you don't feel right in your own skin
Reflections that hurt you It lets the darkness come crashing in
Keep your eyes peeled for any sign of life Still waking up late
Even full moons seem so dim Sleep alone again tonight
Reflection wouldn't show this mess you're in (Can't fucking sleep)
Computer's going to she'd some light tonight Snow bright eye burn and headache high
Up all night looking and still no first kiss It grabs the synapse: Smokers' delight
It's not right No, this can't be right and I don't think I like the signs
Breath for you After all I've heard about you, what do you expect me to do?
This paradise always seems to be old boards and fucking nails Just passing the time
It's sad but sometimes I picture you passing away Bringing you down Dragging us down
What's left for us to hold on to?
Reflections that hurt you It lets the darkness come crashing in
Keep your eyes peeled for any sign of life Still waking up late
Even full moons seem so dim Sleep alone again tonight
Reflection wouldn't show this mess you're in (Can't fucking sleep)
Computer's going to she'd some light tonight Snow bright eye burn and headache high
Up all night looking and still no first kiss It grabs the synapse: Smokers' delight
It's not right No, this can't be right and I don't think I like the signs
Breath for you After all I've heard about you, what do you expect me to do?
This paradise always seems to be old boards and fucking nails Just passing the time
It's sad but sometimes I picture you passing away Bringing you down Dragging us down
What's left for us to hold on to?
