Open my eyes, wrestle the sting I don't see too much wrong with sleeping in Every other weekday, if it heals the pain And I wake up, what a dream it was A whole life and, all lies I dreamt up Just to come back, now somethings changed Moons for eyes now, and a different name Everyone around me has just Become so damn tired So what do you say when you look In their eyes and see fire And how about when instead you see They've got moons for eyes It's both a blessing and a curse But all I know now is that I am getting tired of it