All the lights go down
As I crawl into the spaces
Fight, flight, or the screams
Life tearing at the seams
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don't even wanna be here
Like punching in a dream
Breathing life into my nightmare
If it falls apart I would surely wake it
Bright lights turn me green
This is worse than it seems
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don't even wanna be here
Like punching in a dream
Breathing life into my nightmare
Thom:
They’ll get through
They’ll get you
In the place that you feel it the most
In the corner
Where it’s warmer
In the face that you wish was a ghost
Alisa:
Wo-oah
Wo-oah
Wo-oah, wo-oah
Wo-oah
Wo-oah
Wo-oah, wo-oah
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don't even wanna be here
Like punching in a dream
Breathing life into my nightmare
Way-yay-yay-yay-yay
I don't even wanna be here
Like punching in a dream
Breathing life into my nightmare