Your routine gives monotony a run for change
Countless sheep I will pray for you
Such a voice will reap as they prey on you
Hunt til dawn opens my eyes
I'm still losing my mind

Charisma will be heard, just not by me
To think I'd be fine deserves more than you knowing my name
To think for myself could care less to whom would be ashamed

Countless sheep I will pray for you
Such a voice will reap as they prey on you

Pronounce this bride to be reborn
May safety in denial keep you warm