You're Gonna Hate What You've Done

Embracing the consequence of the things I do

Could we prove it if I stopped sleeping in the afternoon?

I'm awake for the midnight howl coyote croon

I'm awake when I meet the devil crawling in my room

He tells me

"You're gonna wake up the sun"

"You're gonna hate what you've done"

"And now you're gonna wake up the sun"

"You're gonna hate what you've done"

Embracing the final glimpse of a blood-red moon

Well, lately, I've been treating with the devil in blue

Well, maybe if he cuts me loose, I'll get my days in hell back too

Maybe I'll keep dreaming if I'm dreaming of you

Well, the days are getting shorter

All your friends stopped coming over

And you're losing your composure

You should sleep less, we should talk more

Now you're gonna wake up the sun

And now you're gonna hate what you've done