| Long was the morning |
| When you left me |
| And deep as the yearning |
| That burns within me |
| Cool is the trickster |
| Dance on my sword |
| With palms pressed together |
| Lying visions on my wall |
| No matter how it hurts you |
| Nobody’s going to help you, too |
| We’re going to shape your sleeping mind |
| You feel guilty |
| Walked off your liberty |
| We’re going to shake your sleeping mind |
| I could have learned a million little things |
| But then you found some wrong in everything |
| Were you hunting for lovers? |
| Did you tire of me? |
| I’m stripped of all armour now |
| Everybody’s gone, deserted me |
| No matter how it hurts you |
| Nobody’s going to help you, too |
| We’re going to shape your sleeping mind |
| You feel guilty |
| Walked off your liberty |
| We’re going to shake your sleeping mind |
| I could have learned a million little things |
| But then you found some wrong in everything |
| But now you’re on my mind, on my mind |
| I don’t know why I let you go |
| But I never thought you’d disappear without a trace |
| And I don’t know what I’m going to do |
| And I don’t want to be alone in this arena |
| No matter how it hurts you |
| Nobody’s going to help you, too |
| We’re going to shape your sleeping mind |
| You feel guilty |
| Walked off your liberty |
| We’re going to shake your sleeping mind |
| I could have learned a million little things |
| But then you found some wrong in everything |
| But now you’re on my mind, on my mind |
| I don’t know why I let you go |
| But I never thought you’d disappear without a trace |
| And I don’t know what I’m going to do |
| And I don’t want to be alone in this arena |
| In this arena |
| In this arena |
| In this arena |
| In this arena |
| In this arena |
| Arena |
| Arena |
| Arena |
| In this arena |
| In this arena |
| In this arena |