thank god its bedtime
we try to rest, windows barred and eyes shut
dim the light, dim the light
now or never we beg sleep to find us
to the sound of our heartbeat
we watch pictures flicker on the back of our skin
colors swallow thoughts, swallow time
tucks us in tucks us in
the fever the fever the fever
burns its way right through our veins
follows us deeper
the fever the fever the fever
keeps us restless
colors swallow thoughts, swallow time
we wont find peace tonight
dim the light, dim the light, dim the light
will we awake in a better dream
or just the same sickening scenery
is it the suns morning-heat we feel
or just the fever ending our sleep
when slowly we open our eyes
we see we've never been outside
this door has been locked
though its missing its key
were still alive
but we forgot how to breath
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