I miss my friends, who's names I can't pronouncenI miss the place where hope was to be foundnBlue clouds over EuropenNow's the right time to get upnand I just want to incineratenn24/365nI feel the need to be on firen24/365nI've been holding it back for way too longnnSo can you hear this aimless call to armsnInto the night we'll go setting off alarmsnOur hope is gone, it's officialnIt disappeared without a signalnAnd now is the time to incineratenn24/365nI feel the need to be on firen24/365nI've been holding it back for way too longnI've been holding it back for way too longnnI miss my friends, who's names I can't pronouncenI bless the ones who are sure to stick aroundnBlue clouds over EuropenNow's the right time to get upnAnd all I want is to incineratenn24/365nI feel the need to be on firen24/365nI've been holding it back for way too longnI've been holding it back for way too longnn24/365n24/365n24/365n24/365nI've been holding it back for way too long