Compositor: Ashton Nyte
They stand at the wall with some tar and new feathers
Dressing the truth, trimming our hedges
Feeding the young to the path of the broken
Stoking the fires with gestures they've stolen
So please
Just go to sleep
Oh please, please
Just go to sleep
Cut to the bone with their carnival features
Flooding our rooms, a new breed of creature
Swallow our minds as our dreams are forgotten
The mercy is gone but interest is locked in
So please
Just go to sleep
No need to think, now
Oh just go to sleep
Stumble alone
On a bridge
To where we are from
Make us rich
Make us belong
Make us rich
Make us belong
Oh, please
Just go to sleep
No need to think, now
Just go to sleep