Rock me to sleep

In your bed of conversation

My eyes won't keep

Their focus on your sleight of hand

Your magic lucky numbers

Your deafening lullabies

Your message is your madness

Perfecting your lies

Though I grow weary

Yeah, I won't stumble

This soul will reap the brighter day

Stitch my eyes open wide to the sun

Who am I to blame?

Who am I to shame?

Rock me to sleep

Like some scarecrow in the movies

In poppy fields

In a battleground of flowers

You'll keep my thoughts arrested

And stray from the truth

Dark shadows fly comе morning

Longing the truth

Though I grow weary

Yeah, I won't stumblе

This soul will reap the brighter day

Stitch my eyes open wide to the sun

Who am I to blame?

Who am I to shame?

Who am I to change?