There's a silence that claims a space in me
It pulls through hallowed ground
Shed our disappointment at a late night establishment
We can talk till the sunrise
If there's a purpose maybe you could shed some light
Should I fly or should I fight
Hide your eyes
its the end of the night
the sun is on its way
We'll burn the city down
If you still want me around
The end is on its way
Its a prison
My state of mind
Between the bored and the juvenile
We're making fools of ourselves
Thinking we could prove it all
Two hundred children with
Who knows what on their minds
I still can't look into their eyes
Hide your eyes
its the end of the night
the sun is on its way
We'll burn the city down
If you still want me around
The end is on its way
Another place another time
Maybe in another life
I could be your ball n chain