Well I've been fixing a hole in myself
But I still let the rain in
I've been baptized, confirmed but I sinned
Oh lord I let the devil win
Cause we're sick till we rot in the ground
Sick till the end
Living like we're already dead
Making plans with imaginary friends
Living like we're already dead
Making plans like it's never going to end
You've got to wake up
Stop dreaming
Fake friends who really needs them
I get depressed for the season
I hate the winter for a reason
You've got to wake up
I've been wasted way to f*cking much
Spent my youth in a blur, f*ck
I feel faded, I feel numb, I feel death
All my vices trickle down to my friends
You've got to wake up
Stop dreaming
Fake friends who really needs them
I get depressed for the season
I hate the winter for a reason
You've got to wake up
You've got to wake up
You've got to wake up
Stop dreaming
Fake friends who really needs them
I get depressed for the season
I hate the winter for a reason
You've got to wake up
