(They're these terrors, and it's like...
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my
They're these terrors and it's like...
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat)
(Like last night, uh, they're not like tremors
They're worse than tremors they're, they're these terrors)
Like last night, uh, they're not like tremors
They're worse than tremors they're, they're these terrors)
(And it's like...
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat
And squeezing and
And it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat)
Some say now suffer all the children and walk away a savior
Or a madman and polluted from gutter institutions
Don't you breathe for me, underserving of your sympathy
'Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did
And through it all how could you cry for me?
'Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye
And sleep
Just sleep
The hardest part is letting go of your dreams
A drink for the horror that I'm in, for the good guys
And the bad guys, for the monsters that I've been
Three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy
'Cause there is no way that I'm coming back again
And through it all how could you cry for me?
'Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye
And sleep
Just sleep
The hardest part is the awful things that I've seen
(Sometimes I see flames
And sometimes I see people that I love dying
And...it's always...)
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
(Wake up!)
(Wake up!)
(Wake up!)
(Wake up!)
(Wake up!)
(Wake up!)
(Wake up!)
(And I can't...I can't ever wake up)