Well I've been fixing a hole in myself But I still let the rain in I've been baptized, confirmed but I sinned Oh lord I let the devil win Cause we're sick till we rot in the ground Sick till the end Living like we're already dead Making plans with imaginary friends Living like we're already dead Making plans like it's never going to end You've got to wake up Stop dreaming Fake friends who really needs them I get depressed for the season I hate the winter for a reason You've got to wake up I've been wasted way to fucking much Spent my youth in a blur, fuck I feel faded, I feel numb, I feel death All my vices trickle down to my friends You've got to wake up Stop dreaming Fake friends who really needs them I get depressed for the season I hate the winter for a reason You've got to wake up You've got to wake up You've got to wake up Stop dreaming Fake friends who really needs them I get depressed for the season I hate the winter for a reason You've got to wake up