Violent times

Almost lost you in these violent times

I forgot people could be so kind

In these violent times.

Dollar signs

Almost lost it chasing dollar signs

Know the cost, but I forgot the price

Of buying my lie.

I must have been dreaming

I fell down the well

Waking up

Waking up in hell.

Different eyes

You're the same, but I've got different eyes

How could I ever have been so blind?

Blame these violent times.

When all of the bombs inside

All of the wires I hide

All of the wasted nights chasing mortality

When in the ashes of pompeii

Lovers discovered in an embrace for all eternity.

I must have been dreaming

I fell down the well

But I swear you were hearing me

Through the noise and static and the call.