6 AM your phone's aglow

A morning cough, a hoarse hello

The angry voice on the other side is spouting

It tells you this is your last chance

Get it together, or get lost

What follows is the all too familiar damage control plan



Slowly, the breach grows

And nothing is said



CHORUS:

Wake up, wake up, wake up

There's blood on the floor

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Some signs you shouldn't ignore

Take a look at the state you're in

The state of self indifference

Consider this your wake up call



1 AM you're fading fast

A frozen stare, another glass

The worried voice inside your head is gaging

You tell yourself this is the last time

You'll get it together, you'll get by

What follows is the sickly sound of cleaving veneer



Slowly, the crack swells

Held by a thread

Silence prevails

And nothing is said



CHORUS:

Wake up, wake up, wake up

There's blood on the floor

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Some signs you shouldn't ignore

Take a look at the state you're in

The state of self indifference

Consider this your wake up call



All lyrics © 2007 HALFPENNY MARVEL