Swallowed by the heat of wavering chandelier,
Let them all in,
Staring into eyes that know no sleep.
Since when is a dream less real than this.
Everything that could go wrong, yeah they will go wrong,
Let Kacey tell her story,
You don’t know the page two,
Though we already knew police had nothing to do.
So order pizzas,
Fried stuff and red beans pie,
Bubble tea to uncontacted tribes,
Let’s not sleep at all.
Let’s not sleep at all.