Addiction has blistered
deafened by whispers that bear your name
 [bad word] voices
Fails and rejoices just like clockwork its all the same

And I've seen patience wait on you for so long
But you keep nodding off

So who, who's going [bad word] and save you
from your self again, as dark turns into blue.
And with every grain your broken hearted sand man feeds you,
every passing day seems all the same to sleepwalker

Through passing seasons
Plotting his treason, so he thinks
Sails have grown sleepy
Lulled by the singing of how "Life is but dream"

And I've seen patience wait on you for so long
But you keep nodding off

So who, who's going [bad word] and save you
from your self again as dark turns into blue.
And with every grain your broken hearted sand man feeds you,
every passing day seems all the same to sleepwalker

So who, who's going [bad word] and save you
from your self again as dark turns into blue.
And with every grain your broken hearted sand man feeds you,
every [bad word] day seems all the same to sleepwalker