Up Late
Turn Out The Light
By: The New Amsterdams (Get Up Kids reincarnated)
i know that it burns
like poison in the pill
sing me to sleep
echoes in the hills
can't hear a word
can't hear my broken will
the world through a windshield
is callous and cheap
i toss and i turn
but i can't get to sleep
counting the hours
the days that turn into weeks
i've been wrong, but it's alright
and there've been long and lonely nights
i've been lost, but i found you
turn out the light
i'll stay if you want me to
somehow my time got out of my hands
i just want to stop
the master commands
i'm telling you the truth
it won't be this way again
a long ways away but you're never alone
you look at the sky over our home
i'll be around
a few more miles to go
i've been wrong, but it's alright
there've been long and lonely nights
i was lost 'til i found you
turn off the light
i'll stay if you want me to
you don't have to say it
you don't have to speak
i've been away, worried and weak
don't say a word
i've been wrong, but it's alright
there've been long and lonely nights
i was lost 'til i found you
turn out the light
i'll stay if you want me to
You ever have one of those nights where you start thinking well, maybe a little too much? I don't know how it fucking happens because I avoid it like the plague, but she always comes up in some weird way. People say Ben, you fuck! You're obsessed and need to get over it! I don't know what it is, wish I could explain it. Yeah, Sarah probably seems like the most written about thing on my journal, maybe she is. I talk to my friends and we're chilling, having a good time, laughing, and carrying on. You know, all that good stuff that friends do. Then some how, in some way they bring up something that's some how related to, OH GOD! Sarah! You know how hard it is you try to beat something out of your head? Then it pops up at the most inopportune times just to aggravate the living hell out of you?! She's like the fucking cold, she's everywhere and you can get rid of her. But there's no damned cure! If she's not some how brought up in a random conversation, it's my fucking subconcious playing games with my head! I have the same damn dream about her seems like at least once a month, it won't go away! I don't have any regrets, but I'll be the first to admit I do miss her a little some days. But she's like the angel on my shoulder, that just doesn't go away. It's not that I want rid of her completely, I just want her to not be present so much. I don't know how or what way to deal with it. That dormant thing inside me, always in my head but never seen. Although my head makes her visible in that same recurring dream that decides to come out of my subconcious to haunt me. Fuck you Sigmund Freud, to think I considered you a genious. Damn you... and your subconciousness, you fucker.
By: The New Amsterdams (Get Up Kids reincarnated)
i know that it burns
like poison in the pill
sing me to sleep
echoes in the hills
can't hear a word
can't hear my broken will
the world through a windshield
is callous and cheap
i toss and i turn
but i can't get to sleep
counting the hours
the days that turn into weeks
i've been wrong, but it's alright
and there've been long and lonely nights
i've been lost, but i found you
turn out the light
i'll stay if you want me to
somehow my time got out of my hands
i just want to stop
the master commands
i'm telling you the truth
it won't be this way again
a long ways away but you're never alone
you look at the sky over our home
i'll be around
a few more miles to go
i've been wrong, but it's alright
there've been long and lonely nights
i was lost 'til i found you
turn off the light
i'll stay if you want me to
you don't have to say it
you don't have to speak
i've been away, worried and weak
don't say a word
i've been wrong, but it's alright
there've been long and lonely nights
i was lost 'til i found you
turn out the light
i'll stay if you want me to
You ever have one of those nights where you start thinking well, maybe a little too much? I don't know how it fucking happens because I avoid it like the plague, but she always comes up in some weird way. People say Ben, you fuck! You're obsessed and need to get over it! I don't know what it is, wish I could explain it. Yeah, Sarah probably seems like the most written about thing on my journal, maybe she is. I talk to my friends and we're chilling, having a good time, laughing, and carrying on. You know, all that good stuff that friends do. Then some how, in some way they bring up something that's some how related to, OH GOD! Sarah! You know how hard it is you try to beat something out of your head? Then it pops up at the most inopportune times just to aggravate the living hell out of you?! She's like the fucking cold, she's everywhere and you can get rid of her. But there's no damned cure! If she's not some how brought up in a random conversation, it's my fucking subconcious playing games with my head! I have the same damn dream about her seems like at least once a month, it won't go away! I don't have any regrets, but I'll be the first to admit I do miss her a little some days. But she's like the angel on my shoulder, that just doesn't go away. It's not that I want rid of her completely, I just want her to not be present so much. I don't know how or what way to deal with it. That dormant thing inside me, always in my head but never seen. Although my head makes her visible in that same recurring dream that decides to come out of my subconcious to haunt me. Fuck you Sigmund Freud, to think I considered you a genious. Damn you... and your subconciousness, you fucker.