Lyrics

Anticipation′s got you higher than your soul It all looks good until you're falling down below I could′ve guessed if I was somewhat in denial It only hurts when you got nothing to decide Everything is on the way Three in the morning you start to pray Nothing here is gonna stay Pictures of friends on the wall you made Count the vampires sipping blood from every call The red umbrella hung against the freezing vault And if you knew the time was near apocalypse Oh, would you bother with the cruel economists? Everything is on the way Three in the morning you start to pray Nothing here is gonna stay Picturеs of friends on the wall you made