Wake up, it's time for me to wake up because my eyes can't take anymore of this and - I am a waking hypocrite, I'm an illegitimate, every breath I breath is just a lie. (I can't believe that the rocks in my old head are older than the closet in my room. It's getting tiresome.) Don't look now, but your whole life's a painted picture. Set in stone; an oil-based mixture. (When I sleep at night.) How can't I feel home sick when the only thing that makes this home are friends I've never known? (When I sleep at night, my bed sheets drive me fucking crazy. When I sleep at night, my eyes have never been this hazy.) And now I've got this secret, But I won't ask you to keep it. I'm letting the heat get to me, and now I'm getting sloppy. I'm letting the heat get to me, and now I'm feeling dizzy. (When I wake up, I miss everyone.) Wake up, it's time for me to wake up, because my life's not getting better dreaming. (I miss everyone when I wake up.)