We Work The Night Shift - Latterman

These ghosts are good at what they do

Haunting hallways, floors imprinted by 24 years of footsteps

The ceiling is wearing thin

And any day it could all give in

Ideas based on cracked foundations

We hoped it wouldn’t fall apart, but it’s falling apart

It’s fallen apart

Wake me up and get me from this place

The devil seems happy to smile at me

I’ll play the part the best I can

But move on and leave him to his work at hand

If you can set the pace I can use the change

Let me know when you want to go

I’m letting go of these empty spaces and hopeless faces

We’re worth more than this

We’re worth so much more than this

Wake me up anytime you can…