They're these terrors, and its like
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my
They're theses terrors and its 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 theses terrors
Like last night, uh, they're not like tremors
They're worse than tremors they're, they're theses terrors
And its like
It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat
And squeezing 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,
Undeserving 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 in our beds
Three cheers for tyranny,
Unapologetic apathy,
'Cause there ain't 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's 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
And I can't, I can't ever wake up
