You might dress up in black and stand Where the sun don't shine But like a cat I wear my night vision all the time, You can hide into a shell and wait for the risin' tide Saying, all is well except I'm drowning from inside. How long will you try to be a shooting star? The lights are off and now it's time to go. But it's not like it's the first Time you say it's the last... You keep on adding on more layers on your back Getting ready for the day you'll be under attack But if you wanna know, I think you've got it wrong, And in a while or so, The feeling will be gone. And how many more years before you change your line, I cannot afford to get tired of you, Your days are getting long but trust me so are mine But I can take it if you want me to... Some day we'll wake uo and we'll be old and wise, And we will talk about the good old days It might take some time before you realize, That being loud is not the only way to live, That being loud is not the only way...