I don't want to feel the things that you do Wake me up inside So wake me when it's through Don't worry I'll be fine, I just don't want this dream Wake me up inside, tell me there's a reason, to take another step To get up off my knees and follow this

Don't burn out, don't burn out on me It's just another damn part, don't let it get the best of you It's only up from the floor, light everything inside of you Won't you box it up for me? Oh, give me strength, and give me peace Does anyone out there

Blood is on your hands The wages of sin From the other side of the grave Why can I see blood on your hands? Their darkness has defeated you Your lifeline running backwards Remember, sins of our fathers A requiem, for the countless dead Future's eyes

Scarecrow's only scaring himself Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell All alone by a barren well Walking to the other side With the Devil trying to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette On the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their

Why won't you love me? So why won't you love me? You imagine when you close your eyes You're with me on the other side Can you tell me why, my love? Can you tell me why I hold on to you and you hold on to me? Switching into airplane mode again

Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in Ha ha ha, Leggo

I don't give a flying fuck, motherfucker I don't give a flying When you look at me, what do you see Another trophy like a fuckin' dead beat Close your eyes, take a step inside Insanity and abnormality It's not what you call reality But you will always

Do nothin' till you hear from me Pay no attention to what's said Is over my head At least consider our romance If you should take the word of others you've heard I haven't a chance True I've been seen with someone new But does that mean that I'm untrue

Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story Come

You gon' have to say my name for this 'Cause usually, I don't do no flying out I never been one to fuck up the vibe The other side of you is on the loose Ain't got much to say I shoulda copped the one way You might have to catch a plane for this But