6 AM your phone's aglow
A morning cough, a hoarse hello
The angry voice on the other side is spouting
It tells you this is your last chance
Get it together, or get lost
What follows is the all too familiar damage control plan

Slowly, the breach grows
And nothing is said

CHORUS:
Wake up, wake up, wake up
There's blood on the floor
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Some signs you shouldn't ignore
Take a look at the state you're in
The state of self indifference
Consider this your wake up call

1 AM you're fading fast
A frozen stare, another glass
The worried voice inside your head is gaging
You tell yourself this is the last time
You'll get it together, you'll get by
What follows is the sickly sound of cleaving veneer

Slowly, the crack swells
Held by a thread
Silence prevails
And nothing is said

CHORUS:
Wake up, wake up, wake up
There's blood on the floor
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Some signs you shouldn't ignore
Take a look at the state you're in
The state of self indifference
Consider this your wake up call

All lyrics © 2007 HALFPENNY MARVEL