I often dream of huge numb buildings Jet-black sinister architecture Being installed when nobody sees Their appearance so sudden That few would take notice And when I wake up I imagine being crushed by one Imagining its weight its silence

Wake up dead, you die I sneak in my own house It's four in the morning I had too much to drink Said I was out with the boys I creep in my bedroom I slip into bed, I know if I wake her, I'll wake up dead

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

I'm ready to let the rivers wash over me I'm ready to let the rivers wash over me I want to wake up and know where I'm going Say I'm ready Say I'm ready I want to go where the rivers are overflowing and I'll be ready I'll be ready

Pass a beer One more long day down, the coast is clear Looks like we're alright and all right here You wake up, the guy on the radio Says it's time to get where we gotta go Gotta do what we all gotta do to get to the part where we get to cut loose And

Before it's too late? When we gonna wake up, baby? It's time for loving Are we gonna wake up, my baby When we gonna wake up, my baby So who's gonna rescue us from ourselves? You used to be my closest ally In this cold, cold world of deception and lies,

Merry, merry, merry go round I don’t want to see you down I don’t want to see you frown Merry go round Bobby and his girl would wake up every summer day This boy and girl had nothing, they were runaways So in love that now all they wanted was pain and so

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Let the Midnight Special shine a ever lovin' light on me. Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring, And they march you to the table to see the same old thing. Ain't no food upon the

From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) Always, ‘cause this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) So orchestrated, opponent's heads with this anger So I go straight at opponents' heads with

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Either way I don't wanna wake up from you (turn the lights on) Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Somebody, pinch me--your love's too good to be true (turn the lights on) My guilty pleasure--I ain't