I make some enemies, I try
To find sh** that will keep me up nights
Because I know that if I'm going to do what I'm going to do, it's a red-eye drive to the morning light
I swear one day that it won't have to be this way because when you're tired, at least there's sunshine, sunshine
I don't hurt when people die
That is, unless they worked nights
Because I know that I'm going to feel like I'm going to feel no matter how many books I read
I swear one day that it won't have to be this way because when you're tired, at least there's sunshine
Red lights on amplifiers
Trigger secret problems in me, I say
"Smoke out the window, until you heat the outside, outside"
You've got no insurance, because insurance is a sin
And a Monday is still a Monday
From this Sunday evening din you're in