Tekster: Treaty Of Paris. Sweet Dreams, Sucker. Waking Up The Dead.

Come on in
It's a scary place to be, I know
That you shouldn't have to sleep here alone.

So don't look behind you,
It has been so many years since you lost your hope.
But you don't have to let me go,
I'm right behind you.

I know you never said goodbye
When I died.

But we're not done
We're waking up the dead.
The memories in your head are still not loud enough, enough, enough.
But we're not done,
We're waking up the dead.
And we're not giving up.

Now you're walking through your bedroom door
You get the feeling that you're not along?
I'm right beside you.

Keep your eyes closed
Or you just might see my ghost.
I'll always find you.

I know you never said goodbye
The day I died.

But we're not done
We're waking up the dead.
The memories in your head are still not loud enough, enough, enough.
But we're not done,
We're waking up the dead.
And we're not giving up.

Wake up, wake up
You know you're not alone.
I know you never said goodbye.
I know how goddamn hard you tried
To save me from this godforsaken life.
And I know we all die.

But we're not done
We're waking up the dead.
The memories in your head are still not loud enough, enough, enough.
But we're not done,
We're waking up the dead.
And we're not giving up.

No we're not done,
No we're not done.
And we're not giving up