Open my eyes, wrestle the sting
I don't see too much wrong with sleeping in
Every other weekday, if it heals the pain

And I wake up, what a dream it was
A whole life and, all lies I dreamt up
Just to come back, now somethings changed
Moons for eyes now, and a different name

Everyone around me has just
Become so damn tired
So what do you say when you look
In their eyes and see fire
And how about when instead you see
They've got moons for eyes
It's both a blessing and a curse
But all I know now is that
I am getting tired of it