Wake up wake up there something running inside again morning's here and the clouds are just everywhere and all the thing's you've been dreaming well they're not even yours to keep wake up wake up we gotta find a way out of this
and you write songs you know you'll never sing and I don't know why I guess you just hate yourself well you should turn around cause I think the skies are gonna fall right over your head again fall right over your head
we step outside and there's a chill in the air we breath you know the day your father passes you're gonna be the one that pays for it
and you write songs you know you'll never sing and I don't know why I guess you just hate yourself you should turn around cause I think the skies are gonna fall right over your head again fall right over your head
