Lyrics: Days Of The New. Days Of The New 2. Phobics of Tragedy.

Nothin' is real when you're talkin'
I don't believe what I'm watchin'
Shelter me 'til it's over
Of what you wanna believe, hey, hey

I'm afraid of what I see and
What I see is everything, hey
Shelter me with my own hands
And with my hands I will depend, hey

God, I don't know what to say
Everything is in my way
Get up and deal with the pain
Drownin' your mind in the way, hey

Nothin' is real when you're talkin'
I don't believe what I'm watchin'
Shelter me 'til it's over
Of what you wanna believe, hey, hey

Let me sleep, I'll let you sleep
Put on your mind frame, yeah
Take off your mind put on your heart
I'm going down stream, yeah

God, I don't know what to say
Everything is in my way
Get up and deal with the pain
Drownin' your mind in the way

Nothin' is real when you're talkin'
I don't believe what I'm watchin'
Shelter me 'til it's over
Of what you wanna believe, hey, hey

Nothin' is real when you're talkin'
I don't believe what I'm watchin'
Shelter me 'til it's over
Of what you wanna believe, hey, hey