3 acessos
Until you wake up
Take off your wristbands and your makeup
There are excuses to be made up
So come on, show me what you're made of
So come on, show me what you're...
The images and frames
They're coursing through your veins
Tonight you'll find they make you so tired
The poisonous machines
They drag you from your state of sleep
Until you wake up
Take off your wristbands and your makeup
There are excuses to be made up
So come on, show me what you're made of
So come on, show me what you're...
The images and things
That seem more than your dreams
The time you find it seems to conspire
The litany of screams can drag you from
Your state of sleep
Until you wake up
Take off your wristbands and your makeup
There are excuses to be made up
So come on, show me what you're made of
So come on, show me what you're...
Tonight (tonight, tonight)
Until you wake up
Take off your wristbands and your makeup
There are excuses to be made up
So come on, show me what you're made of
So come on, show me what you're...
(show me what you're, show me what you're...)