Over the edge, falling in and out of time
History (history) is always repeating
Day in day out
I wait to confront my fate
Mystery (mystery) is never revealing
I will wait
I will wait
Night after night, shrouded in secrecy
The harder I try to decipher this symphony (symphony)
It pushes me closer to death
I begin to see alternate realities surrounding me
I am dying to get back to sleep again
I lie in my bed but I've seen the end
My days are numbered
In death I discover insomnia, insomnia
I will wait
I will wait
Dying to get back to sleep again
I lie in my bed but I've seen the end
My days are numbered
In death I discover insomnia, insomnia