three strikes against me. My sister can't sleep. Waiting for me when I'm gone. She wishes I'd distance myself from those streets. Not wake the fool 'til the dawn.
If you let me go tonight, give me something I can use. And if you let me go tonight, tomorrow I'll be back just as good as new. You can never trust the rhythm.
When something stands for nothing. A detached memory. This ones about everything you don't think about until you sleep. And this one's for nothing and this ones for fun.