Testo Monogamy

This is how we roll, how we roll,
we've got our masks on tonight.
We wear rings of gold, rings of gold,
but they're plastic, right.

We hang around with deadbeats,
fucking up our heartbeats with chemicals,
and we're dreaming of sleep, but only cause we're told to.

So please, don't close your eyes.
We'll run through the concrete,
and dance through the flashlights.
Please, don't close your eyes,
I'm keeping mine open tonight.

Oh no, sleep is a disease.
I'm keeping mine open tonight.

I, I dream of sleep.