Woke up in the eveningTo the sound of screamingThrough the walls it was bleedingAll over me
Untied and weightlessUnconscious as we crossThe international datelineLet's end it here
[Interlude]
Grown tired of the show coastAnd the ones that we toastThere are already zeroesAround here
Untied and weightlessUnconscious as we crossThe international datelineLet's end it here
[Chorus ] 3X
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