Held captive, I’m a prisoner
In the back room where the water leaks and I’m oh, so cold
Command me on what to do, but we both know that neither you or I
Are in control
There’s nothing left for me here
I’m grabbing on to what’s left of this hole
It’s all too real, this can’t be
Happening
Never again, ever again, will I say I'm okay
I'm scared of the fate that will
Become mine, become mine
No time to talk, No time to talk, you know the drill
Under my desk this can't be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
Under my desk this can’t be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up
No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
It’s so funny how we see things so clear
When we have no time
Left to live
So lay back down and take it in
I won’t say a word.
So lay back down and take it in
I won’t say anything.
I can’t believe how it feels
To stand here in this room
And feel like it’s going to blow
I think we’re all going to blow
Under my desk this can’t be it
I’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreaming
But I can’t get up
No time to talk, not this time, this is my place
This is what I await
I've got to be dreaming
He's got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be
We've got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
we've got to be dreaming
Please don't wake me up
This is the end
This is the end
This is the end
The Last
Autor: Underoath
Album: Cries Of The Past