Sleep Is for Bitches

Can you hear it?

It's the sound of escapism

And this place is fucking empty before the dust clears

My mouth is open

Ready to voice my astonishment but there's no sound now, no

Not for a year

We are the sound of your alarm clock ringing out

We are the sound, we are the sound (whoa!)

Of your alarm clock ringing

I heard you say you'd never fall asleep

Sit back and let the hollow guide you

This will be the very last time that we cut ties

And are ostracized for the same fucking reasons that caused this demise

Or maybe I'm just bitter now that all I can hear is the echo of this abandoned town

And I know how it sounds

I could drown in these fucking tears

After today I can't stay in this place with a smile on my face

I'm getting ready to drown

I'm getting ready to burn

I'll burn

With all these words caught in my throat

You'll never hear a sound

And you'll never know how cold this place can get

These words aren't for your sympathy

They're here for you to forget

Who are we to be remembering?

We are the sound, we are the sound (whoa!)

Of your alarm clock ringing out

We are the sound of your alarm clock ringing out

We are the sound of your alarm clock ringing out

We are the sound, now

We are the sound of your alarm clock ringing out

We are the sound