Condition White

My aim is true, I swear it to you.

What monster it is?

An animal herd?

Sleeping in lies

Sleeping in dirt

A problem is

A problem is

God what a night

God what a night

God what a night

To create a dream across the world

It passes through and it goes off

Am I seeing things?

Is this real life?

I'm out of range

I'm out of range

God what a night

God what a night

God what a night

Blacking out

Blacking out

Blacking out

Blacking out

God what a night

What a soft bed

What hard loving we had

Our bodies mixing like rivers in our mouths

I said goodbye then to the merely human

So began my destruction

The flash on her face

Is that a gun shot?

Nothing sets me off like

Suddenly sharp, the thread of time snapped

Thinking it work to wake you up

The flash on her face

Is that a gun shot?

Nothing sets me off like

Suddenly sharp, the thread of time snapped

Condition white

Condition red

Make 'em pay

It's all in your head

The failure drill

My aim is true

Condition white

God what a night

God what a night