I can't feel a thing Hear the drop of a pin Uncomfortably numb Each day blends into one
My mouth is sewed shut Soon breathing will stop No air in my lungs Oh God, what have I done?
Colors are only in my memories Something between this beat in front of me Most of my life I spent hypnotized
No, I'm waking up Yeah, I'm waking up
While you sleep safe in your dreams What goes up it must come down (No rest for the wicked, no rest for the wicked) And my soul's taken its toll This is my awakening (No rest for the wicked, no rest for the wicked)
Vision's blurred I can't quench my thirst The clock's counting down I'm deafened by sound
Breaking the selfless finally To calling the message inside me The only one you can rely upon Is you and yourself
Colors are only in my memories Something else feels, it's beating in front of me
While you sleep safe in your dreams What goes up, it must come down (No rest for the wicked, no rest for the wicked) And my soul's taken its toll This is my awakening (No rest for the wicked, no rest for the wicked)
I found the worst in me No hope, no water stay The feeling's self-paralyze
Destroy the kings and queen You were too lucky in cage I'm here and I realized I'm awaking up asleep
While you sleep safe in your dreams What goes up, it must come down (No rest for the wicked, no rest for the wicked) And my soul's taken its toll This is my awakening (No rest for the wicked, no rest for the wicked) And my soul's taken its toll This is my awakening (No rest for the wicked, no rest for the wicked)
No rest for the wicked No rest for the wicked No rest for the wicked
Compositores: John Stuart Taylor (John Taylor), Simon Mitchell, Fraser Macleod Taylor (Fraser Taylor), Gustav Tomas Skjerdal Wood (Gustav Wood), Erik Ron ECAD: Obra #15451930