I made a pact not to sleep through the end   All of the dreamers are stuck in their beds   Fight off the attraction to always play dead   I'm tortured by white noise in half hour sets      Ears ringing, your mouth ran for miles   But hasn't gone anywhere, you're lost      I heard the word on the street   And it means nothing to me   So how do you like me now?      Where's your passion?   The renaissance man is a thing of the past   To you it's fashion   Dress up, don't address   What keeps us from resting      The jackals circle for the feast   I try to fight it off but it's consuming me      The rapture has only begun   While you sleep, they watch you breathing   And you can bet it gets worse   When the moon crashes into the sun   While you dream, both ends are burning      Pray for one more chance   They will steal the air from your lungs   In the back of the hearse   Overturned as your insides prolapse   Wake before, before it's too fucking late      When everyone has a skeleton key   When everyone rots in captivity   When everyone is sleeping off the heat      You shut the blinds   As they cauterize what lives inside   You shut the blinds   As they cauterize what lives inside