We are the Edema Ruh We know the songs the sirens sang See us dream every tale true The verse we leave with you will take you home One by one we light the candles of this show One by one, enter the theatre of the primal birth Silently watch the planetary

From this horrible dream! Somebody wake me! Somebody save me! From this terror I feel! With every gasp My head hurts like hell Can't open my eyes My clothes are all wet And I'm freezing right through

American oxygen Breathe in, this feeling This is the new America We are the new America American, American Oxygen Breathe out, breathe in Every breath I breathe Chasin' this American Dream We sweat for a nickel and a dime

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere Standing here with nothing to do Wondering if I really love you, oh oh I guess that I do I know we have a chemistry This combination's heavenly I close my eyes and dream about a sunny holiday I wish that I was

"Can't we be friends?" She's gonna turn me down and say I thought I'd found the girl of my dreams So it seems this is how the story ends Never again and through with love And through with them They play their game without shame And who's to blame? I'll

Just stay awake, stay awake And if it feels like you're dreaming Believe it, believe it We'll have to wait to the morning The sun will never go down And we'll be this way forever I guarantee you that You can feel it just the way it goes Take my faith in

This used to be the place we ran to This used to be my childhood dream This used to be the place I ran to Whenever I was in need Of a friend Why did it have to end And why do they always say This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives I walk alone, I walk alone My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will

You don't need no other lover, we can keep it undercover I want you all to myself And nobody else, yeah You're a sexy machine You're a Hollywood dream And you got me feeling like a homecoming queen Let's drop out of this crowd Somewhere no one's allowed

In a dark and lonely corner, all the time in Dark-side inn Sits a local barstool warrior, talking to his gin Treating past decisions, he motions for a shot Is he doomed to be a man this world forgot? Just a prisoner of the monster on his back Call it bad