And so they broke into my sleep tonight because they knew I didn't want to fight
But I shouted them away before they spoke their lies
They've already stolen far too much
It feels like everything I try to touch breaks into a million pieces before my eyes
When will everything be clean?
When they gonna let me dream?
When will everything they've taken be enough?
I wake up to the sunny shine and I shake my blankets off in time
Keep my senses sharp and last another day
And what the men in the street don't know is when the Servants of the Sun say go
There isn't much that I can do except obey
I tell myself that they're not real but it doesn't change the way I feel
They're telling all the same sad stories to me over and over and over and over again
And so I finally found a place to hide
And it's warm and it's clean inside
And when they speak to me their words are words and nothing more
I know I haven't got a lot to give
And I do know that I want to live
But when rthey it stops it doesn't feel like living anymore
When they gonna make this right?
Am I gonna sleep tonight?
When will everything I've given be enough?
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