Everybody slowly sinking into sleep Everybody's dead wasted and they're barely moving But we're still awake We've got more to say The words stumble on the party, to reach the sense. 'Cause there is more to this, more than them Than every drunk story they will ever tell There is more to this, more than them More than destruction, we aim for completion. I'm not sure they know where they're going And I don't have that many clues about where I'm heading We won't really sleep, If we're really dead We'll sleep when there is nothing left to understand. 'Cause there is more to this, more than them Than every drunk story they will ever tell There is more to this, more than them More than destruction, we aim for completion. We will always talk ourselves to sleep And after 3 AM We'll talk ourselves to sleep to figure out Who the hell we really are. (We'll always) We'll talk ourselves to sleep to figure out Who the hell we really are. (We'll always) We'll talk ourselves to sleep to figure out Who the hell we really are. (We'll always) Who the hell we really are. Who we are.