Nightmare - Trapdoor Social

When it starts to rain

I feel it creep into the cracked airplane

No passers by, we’re all inside it

Staring down the same great heights and

If you panic, I’ll have to panic

Make a mad dash for the exit

But if we’re calm and brave 'till dawn

We’ll wake up in our beds unharmed

I’m dead, you’re dead

Dream it 'till we’re back in bed

Safe and sound

I know, you know

We’re living on our tiptoes now

Face to face with all the people

I could avoid when all was equal

But in the rubble, there are no walls, no separation, crowd controls

Everything theory wove by reason

Gets pulled apart when stretched by feeling

And so we trace the darkest spots

The bare contours of virtue lost

I’m dead, you’re dead

Dream it 'till we’re back in bed

Safe and sound

I know, you know

We’re living on our tiptoes now

And I don’t know what fate is

It won’t shutter my eyes

We’ll wake up in a moment

Cradling our time

I’m dead, you’re dead

Dream it 'till we’re back in bed

Safe and sound

I know, you know

We’re living on our tiptoes now

I’m dead, you’re dead

Dream it 'till we’re back in bed

Safe and sound

I know, you know

We’re living on our tiptoes now