At 3 in the morning we are in mourning, hallucinations end   Drug induced visions end in collisions, Casualties and friends   Where were faux pacifist from a conservationist   Once we were here to be sane - Now everyone's insane      Now their laughter causes my homesickness   Missing my own address; Missing everything I own   Mutually exclusively lesser than - We ride   Forgetting where and what we see worth saving      At 3 in the morning I am in mourning, it needed to be said   At 3 in the morning we are dead, and put this song to bed      And the laughter causes my homesickness   Missing my old address; Inside your head, inside your head   I know my way - out, I know my way - out, I know my way - out...      At 3 in the morning we are in mourning, hallucinations end   Drug induced visions end in collisions, say goodbye again   And our road has this song, it's about a mile long   And all of it lives in my head. These things needed to be said.