Wake Up
Somethin’ filled upmy heart with nothin’,someone told me not to cry.
But now that I’m older,my heart’s colder,and I can see that it’s a lie.
Children wake up,hold your mistake up,before they turn the summer into dust.
If the children don’t grow up,our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.We’re just a million little god’s causin' rain stormsTurnin’ every good thing to rust.
I guess we’ll just have to adjust.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’I can see where I am goin’ to bewhen the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’I can see where I am goin’With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’I can see where I am go-goin’
You better look out below!