We don't sleep very much.

These triggers ache for the touch.

Where's the strength we relied on?

Here alone, like a crutch

Maybe that's what keeps us up

All the night with a light on... All these screams simulate

Things that no longer take place

Can this be what we've become?

Paper-thin, overweight

Pills to arouse or sedate

Still we don't know what we want We can let go

Can't you see?

To lose control

Is to be

Falling free First a spark

Then a flame

Now a fire! We explode! Into the darkest of nights,

Disconnect,

Cut the cord,

Lights are dead. Now they'll know,

With everything comes a price! And each day we are torn

Between the right and the wrong

Between life and convenience,

Why lose sleep? Why complain?

There's always channels to change.

It's like elective amnesia. As we grow older,

In this place,

Let's just start over,

Let's erase. What they made. First a spark,

Then a flame,

Now a fire We explode! Into the darkest of nights

Disconnect

Cut the cord

Lights are dead Now they'll know

With everything comes a price! It could be minutes away

It could be hours or days

Before the bottom falls out

Before the ground gives way

Into this debt we are born

A debt we try to repay

And yet we blacken the sky

Smoke rising out of the flames Now they'll know... First a spark!

Then a flame!

Now a fire! We explode! Into the darkest of nights!

Disconnect!

Cut the cord!

Lights are dead! Now they'll know

With everything comes a price! We explode!

We explode!