Condition: Reponse

Sound the bells
I'm coming home
As far as I can tell
I'm not alone
I'm sick and tired of all the chasing
wasting days into blur
til i can't remember

Are we ever really gonna be all the things expected from us?
Between the lights that cover you and me
We're blinded to the black and white
Oh I don't even know what's up with me
I'm counting down the hours
Oh I need to feel the presence
I need to feel you next to me right here

Break a glass
tonight I'm breaking free
I knew you'd bring me back
to life again.
I'm sick and tired of all the faking
wasting days I'll never get back