| We’ve been stuck out here in the hallway for way way too long
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| I’m at a loss, I’m at a loss, losing grip, the fabrics rip
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| Go back to sleep, let me drive, let me think, let me figure it out
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| How to get us back to the place where we were when we first went out
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| I’ll tell you about it some time, the time we left
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| I’ll tell you about it some time, the time we left
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| Losing parents, losing sense
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| I don’t know what we should do
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| Became a father when I was still a son, she brings it out in you
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| See you at the end of the party with your wild, wide eyes
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| Filling up the teacup with gin and your secret postcard life
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| I’ll tell you about it some time, the time we left
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| I’ll tell you about it some time, the time we left
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| I’ll tell you about it some time, the time we left
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| I’ll tell you about it some time, the time we left
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| We’ll leave our saviors wrapped around immense new machines
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| We’re at the ends of threads that hold their bodies to the ground
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| And then a man who looks a little and liked and felt like me
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| Offered them some bottled water, then they cut them down
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| I came back to see if you were here, but everything was different
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| Your voice was low, blended in, I could barely hear you speak
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| You were always my last second, last ride in the distance
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| Thought that we were something good
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| That I would always keep
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| I’ll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast
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| I’ll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast
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| I’ll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast
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| I’ll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast |