[Verse 1] Laying awake on a Thursday night, why get out of bed at all? When everyone's off in the land of the malcontent? Rabid canines and persistent ex-lovers, in the company of the liars' chiefs Painting pictures on the canvas for the fools [Chorus] The covers leave and they run together Out of the dead, pale land Consuming the laughter and the tainted decisions And in a hazy hurry, is this what growing up feels like? [Verse 2] Pretentious words for the silent deaf make little of what they're worth Tainted by the will to be coherent But with liquid gold and a flaming heart An a ability to set this world apart Engulfed in the embers of a party long burned out [Chorus] The covers leave and they run together Out of the dead, pale land Consuming the laughter and the tainted decisions And in a hazy hurry, they forget what it means when The covers leave and they run together Out of the dead, pale land Consuming the laughter and the tainted decisions And in a hazy hurry, is this what growing up feels like? [Bridge] Feverish and empty I still am running After the ball, fresh kicked in the park Feverish and empty I still am running After the future I thought I could rise above It starts to wilt, and it flies away from us Grasping at the things we used to love We fade away, and we're grabbing onto straws As we sink into this gla** of age and smoke [End] Feverish and empty we're all still running After the youth long lost in the park A burned out star on its cold way out Another trip on the roundabout A foreign youth with a cherished pout Adults too far faded to save them now