Talking flies, late night window
Let your love and brother go out for a walk
Take care of the dogs, woah woah woah huh
I guess it's false alarm
You can say, you can pray
Eden is a place getting closer to Hell
Take care of the boys, here they come
You better be, you better be
On the run, on the run
I wish I could hide, I don't wanna suffer and die
Then I'd rather fly, see no worry, see no cry
There's nothing left, there's nothing left
But the end, but the end
How could you do it? How could you do it?
How could you turn nightmares into broard daylight?
Broad daylight, broad daylight
Trumpet solo
Raied in dirt, some raised in pain
Be my blue umbrella when I walk in the rain
Take care of my heart, I can tell
It's anything else, it's anything else
But false alarm, false alarm
I wish I could hide, I don't wanna suffer and die
Then I'd rather fly, see no worry, see no cry
I am the one, I'm the one, I'm the one who's gone