Wake Up

Somethin' filled up
My heart with nothing
Someone told me not to cry

Now that I'm older
My heart's colder
And I can see that it's a lie

Children wake up
Hold your mistake up
Before they turn the summer into dust

If the children don't grow up
Our bodies get bigger
But our hearts get torn up

We're just a million
Little God's causin' rainstorms
Turning every good thing to rust

I guess we'll just have to adjust

With my lighning bolts a glowing
I can see where I am going to be
When the reaper, reaches
And touches my hand

With my lighning bolts a glowing
I can see where I am going
With my lighning bolts a glowing
I can see where I am go, going

You'd better look out below



Credits
Writer(s): William Butler, Tim Kingsbury, Richard R Parry, Win Butler, Regine Chassagne
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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