Everybody slowly sinking into sleep
Everybody's dead wasted and they're barely moving
But we're still awake
We've got more to say
The words stumble on the party, to reach the sense.
'Cause there is more to this, more than them
Than every drunk story they will ever tell
There is more to this, more than them
More than destruction, we aim for completion.
I'm not sure they know where they're going
And I don't have that many clues about where I'm heading
We won't really sleep, If we're really dead
We'll sleep when there is nothing left to understand.
'Cause there is more to this, more than them
Than every drunk story they will ever tell
There is more to this, more than them
More than destruction, we aim for completion.
We will always talk ourselves to sleep
And after 3 AM
We'll talk ourselves to sleep to figure out
Who the hell we really are.
(We'll always)
We'll talk ourselves to sleep to figure out
Who the hell we really are.
(We'll always)
We'll talk ourselves to sleep to figure out
Who the hell we really are.
(We'll always)
Who the hell we really are.
Who we are.