[00:00.00] 作词 : George Haman/Daniel Tsoltoudis/Carlos Romanos
[00:01.00] 作曲 : George Haman/Daniel Tsoltoudis/Carlos Romanos
[00:20.19]Wake me up in a little while, these neon eyes are resting deep.
[00:28.26]The rich, (yeah) they’ve buried us wounded - (the) heavy pursed callous sheep.
[00:38.91]And we all just wait to shake the scene asunder,
[00:41.40]With our hearts still lost in nights of lucent wonder,
[00:42.54]Now we sit and rot like waste.
[00:49.62]Helpless in this cage,
[01:02.07](We just) Waste,
[01:02.70]The more they take away.
[01:11.34]Wake me up in a little while,
[01:13.47]These heavy limbs and tired-eyes are weary of the funeral weekends, where eulogies are penned with wry.
[01:27.84](but) The lads recite, the memories - the old days - when the streets were bright and brimming with a fresh blaze.
[01:49.05]Oh those days were wild, before it all fell down.
[01:49.92]Now we just rot like waste.
[01:59.40]Helpless in this cage,
[02:01.05](We just) Waste,
[02:01.74]The more they take away.
[02:18.60]We’re breathing for you lady, so keep moving for us, baby.