Climb [You're dehydrated]
Fly [Your wings are jaded]
Cry [You're enervated]
Die [For what you believe in]
Try [You've nearly made it]
Why?

You're the plague within my dreams. Soaring through an atmosphere of an adequate lack of strength, and we're responsible. The truth is that will ends here. Denial's an impairment of your fear. Can we save us from ourselves? Can we save this from ourselves? This is the savior and its form

You can break through, wake me up, tell me it's gone. False hope sells lies. I won't buy we are still one
Let's attempt escape. Melancholia will feed, we'll admit defeat, the vox popular will cease. The air is thickening. We are drifting

You're the plague within my dreams. Soaring through an atmosphere of an adequate lack of strength, and we're responsible [we're responsible]. The truth is that will ends here. Denial's an impairment of your fear. Can we save us from ourselves? Can we save this from ourselves? This is the savior and its form

What's done is done. One more second chance would be enough. Only on the brink can we see so clearly. Yeeaaahhh!

Wake me up!
Wake me up!
Wake me up!
Wake me up!