Of Mind: Nocturne
Climb (you're dehydrated)
Fly (your wings are jaded)
Cry (you're enervated)
Die (for what you believe in)
Try (you've nearly made it)
Why?
You're the plague within my dreams
Soaring through an atmosphere of an adequate lack of strength
And we're responsible
The truth is that will ends here
Denial's an impairment of your fear
Can we save us from ourselves?
Can we save this from ourselves?
You can break through, wake me up, tell me it's gone
False hope sells lies, I won't buy we are still one
Let's attempt escape, melancholia will feed
We'll admit defeat, the vox popular will cease
The air is thickening, we are drifting
You're the plague within my dreams
Soaring through an atmosphere of an adequate lack of strength
And we're responsible (we're responsible)
The truth is that will ends here
Denial's an impairment of your fear
Can we save us from ourselves?
Can we save this from ourselves?
This is the savior and its form
What's done is done
One more second chance would be enough
Only on the brink can we see so clearly
Yeah!
Wake me up!
Wake me up!
Wake me up!
Wake me up!
Autor(es): Acle Kahney, Ashe O'Hara, James Robert Postones, Amos Prem Williams
