all our lies and the dream we hide   they fester like diseases in the back of our minds   until we finally lose control   'cuz I have been replaced   by a million mornings afterwards   we wipe these thoughts away   the candle's burnt at both ends and there's nothing left between   hope I can rip away the wax and wake up from this dream   cover up   we've gotta dull ourselves together   because we cut just like a knife   in the night   searching for someone to tell us we're alright