Well Songtext
von Cymbals Eat Guitars

Made it to the Mana Tree
Nina lying at my feet
She whimpered fitfully
I was lonely I was free

Now there′s music I can't hear
Doesn′t seem like 16 years
Relics from another life
I'm blank again
Temperature's rising


Think I need help
Wanna get well
The morning sky′s gunmetal grey
Daylight spending
Take to bed
The endless loop inside my head
The second I wake up it starts to spin

I feel like I′d do anything
To escape the silver flames
Remember when I was a kid
A metal sun shined in my basement

Think I need help
Wanna be well
Seven years
A million miles
Crying 'cause I′m sick again
Is this how it is gonna end?
I'd stay in bed but we′ve got check at 5