Story Behind The Song
You're up all night and you need to get home and you just can't seem to get there without other people and your mind making you second guess the way you live, but you like it.
You like the nightlife and the substance that goes with it.
Song Description
The morning has come. Too many drugs. Give me the night.
| Song Length |
5:37 |
Genre |
New Age - Alternative, Electronic - Dance |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Nervous, Tranquil |
Subject |
Sanity/Insanity, Drugs |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
The silence has broken.
The morning has come.
Now everyone's watching me
and I'm coming undone.
This paranoia's bleeding,
it's a matter of fact.
All that I ask of you,
fade back to black.
The questions come running,
answering more than I should.
I beg for the sleep now,
but what if I could.
My teperatures breathing,
It's a matter of fact.
Push the hands forwards now,
fade back to black.
These never ending stories.
Upsidedown backwards signs.
What's with this burning tonge?
My uncontrolable mind?
Imagination is feeding,
It's a matter of fact.
Release all the night crawlers,
fade back to black.