We Prefer It in the Dark
Knock, knock at your window, pain. (window pane)
The day, the day, is starting again.
You gotta open your eyes,
There's a factory in your heart.
We're (?) we prefer it in the dark.
The dark.
So I just got in. You got no hero's.
You'll be the man, who turns the sun off.
For all these years. In a state of...
The cut in your mouth is so painfully sweet.
You'll be running around trying to turn that switch.
OFF! It's the blur in your eye.
The nagging little thought.
The drinking or mincing in the dark.
The dark.
So I just got in. You got no hero's.
You'll be the man, who turns the sun off.
For all these years. Just read it in the papers.
Just got in. Don't tell me that you got no hero's.
You'll be the man,
who turns the sun off. For all these years. In a state of...
What's in your eyes?
Just read it in the papers. Just got in.
Don't tell me that you got no hero's. You'll be the man,
who turns the sun off. For all these years. In a state of...
It's the time of the night. Turn the tv on.
You'll be watching the smiles of the ghost and the young.
Remember the time.
You were fearless and beyond. But the memory, is fading in the dark.
The dark.
So I just got in. You got no hero's.
You'll be the man, who turns the sun off.
For all these years. Just read it in the papers.
Just got in. Don't tell me that you got no hero's.
You'll be the man,
who turns the sun off. For all these years. In a state of...
What's in your eyes?
The day, the day, is starting again.
You gotta open your eyes,
There's a factory in your heart.
We're (?) we prefer it in the dark.
The dark.
So I just got in. You got no hero's.
You'll be the man, who turns the sun off.
For all these years. In a state of...
The cut in your mouth is so painfully sweet.
You'll be running around trying to turn that switch.
OFF! It's the blur in your eye.
The nagging little thought.
The drinking or mincing in the dark.
The dark.
So I just got in. You got no hero's.
You'll be the man, who turns the sun off.
For all these years. Just read it in the papers.
Just got in. Don't tell me that you got no hero's.
You'll be the man,
who turns the sun off. For all these years. In a state of...
What's in your eyes?
Just read it in the papers. Just got in.
Don't tell me that you got no hero's. You'll be the man,
who turns the sun off. For all these years. In a state of...
It's the time of the night. Turn the tv on.
You'll be watching the smiles of the ghost and the young.
Remember the time.
You were fearless and beyond. But the memory, is fading in the dark.
The dark.
So I just got in. You got no hero's.
You'll be the man, who turns the sun off.
For all these years. Just read it in the papers.
Just got in. Don't tell me that you got no hero's.
You'll be the man,
who turns the sun off. For all these years. In a state of...
What's in your eyes?
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Writer(s): Christopher Sinclair, Abigail Sinclair
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