In Regards to Myself - Underoath

Wake up Wake up My God

This is not a test and it’s not too late to come clean

Get it off your chest

So steady your hand before your face and concentrate

There’s got to be some stable ground left to walk on So tear another page from the book

Are you asleep or just alone

Clear this room from your lungs

And pull yourself together man

On your back, you’re sleeping in a bed of shame

Let the light breathe some new life into this room

It’s what keeps you coming back

Made up of insatiable taste

Bury your head in your hands and sink into yourself

Just what are you afraid of You’re staring truth in the face, so come on down

You’re busy living life now aren’t you

You’re busy making vows

You’re coming unglued

Time is shorter than you know now

I know the light is blinding to the naked eye, so why don’t you take

Steps away from being alone I swear it’s not too late for you

It’s all worth reaching for the hand to pull you out

Wake up and step outside your box

Wake up