Как читаеться по and dreaming through the morning, ‘cause waking up is boring. been livin' in a fiction, we gotta keep it going, ignoring all the warnings, yeah! i'd like to think that i'm a good man, i strive to be the best that i can. our love is cheap without devotion, so incomplete without emotions. somewhere away they've got a smile on their face, ‘cause we are sedated. we're always sleeping in, and dreaming through the morning, ‘cause waking up is boring. been livin' in a fiction, we gotta keep it going, ignoring all the warnings, yeah! maybe we'll redefine the motions, before we're swallowed by the oceans. i can feel the weight of the world infect my love, yeah. somewhere away they've got a smile on their face, ‘cause we are sedated.

Ænd ˈdriːmɪŋ θruː ðə ˈmɔːnɪŋ, kɒz ˈweɪkɪŋ ʌp ɪz ˈbɔːrɪŋ. biːn ˈlɪvɪn ɪn ə ˈfɪkʃən, wiː ˈgɒtə kiːp ɪt ˈgəʊɪŋ, ɪgˈnɔːrɪŋ ɔːl ðəˈwɔːnɪŋz, jeə! aɪd laɪk tuː θɪŋk ðæt aɪm ə gʊd mæn, aɪ straɪv tuː biː ðə bɛst ðæt aɪ kæn. ˈaʊə lʌv ɪz ʧiːp wɪˈðaʊt dɪˈvəʊʃən, səʊˌɪnkəmˈpliːt wɪˈðaʊt ɪˈməʊʃənz. ˈsʌmweər əˈweɪ ðeɪv gɒt ə smaɪl ɒn ðeə feɪs, kɒz wiː ɑː sɪˈdeɪtɪd. wɪər ˈɔːlweɪz ˈsliːpɪŋ ɪn, ændˈdriːmɪŋ θruː ðə ˈmɔːnɪŋ, kɒz ˈweɪkɪŋ ʌp ɪz ˈbɔːrɪŋ. biːn ˈlɪvɪn ɪn ə ˈfɪkʃən, wiː ˈgɒtə kiːp ɪt ˈgəʊɪŋ, ɪgˈnɔːrɪŋ ɔːl ðəˈwɔːnɪŋz, jeə! ˈmeɪbiː wiːl ˌriːdɪˈfaɪn ðə ˈməʊʃənz, bɪˈfɔː wɪə ˈswɒləʊd baɪ ði ˈəʊʃənz. aɪ kæn fiːl ðə weɪt ɒv ðə wɜːld ɪnˈfɛkt maɪlʌv, jeə. ˈsʌmweər əˈweɪ ðeɪv gɒt ə smaɪl ɒn ðeə feɪs, kɒz wiː ɑː sɪˈdeɪtɪd.