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sleepingwithsirens



The fray, the friction;
It's the reason that we all become aware.
And we change for no reason;
Some say it's better to fall asleep and disappear.

And soon we'll finally look at what we've done,
And wake up.

So here we are,
Waiting for a phone,
And on the radio they're calling up satellites like they're going to save
Us all,
So here we are,
I guess I'm praying after all,
We're calling all, calling all satellites;
This is a wake up call.

A call for freedom;
Ain't that the reason that we are alive?
And we waste our lives on the wasted,
Until there's nothing left for us to justify;
Oh, I don't get it.

So here we are,
Waiting for a phone,
And on the radio they're calling up satellites like they're going to save
Us all,
So here we are,
I guess I'm praying after all,
We're calling all, calling all satellites;
This is a wake up call.

Change,
No reason;
Some say it's better to fall asleep and disappear.
It's time we finally opened up our eyes.

Four, three, two...

So here we are,
Waiting for a phone,
And on the radio they're calling up satellites like they're going to save
Us all,
So here we are,
I guess I'm praying after all,
We're calling all, calling all satellites;
This is a wake up call.

So here we are,
Waiting for a phone,
And on the radio they're calling all satellites...
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Lyrics submitted by Savacool.