You're Gonna Hate What You've Done

Embracing the consequence of the things I do Could we prove it if I stopped sleeping in the afternoon? I'm awake for the midnight howl coyote croon I'm awake when I meet the devil crawling in my room He tells me "You're gonna wake up the sun" "You're gonna hate what you've done" "And now you're gonna wake up the sun" "You're gonna hate what you've done" Embracing the final glimpse of a blood-red moon Well, lately, I've been treating with the devil in blue Well, maybe if he cuts me loose, I'll get my days in hell back too Maybe I'll keep dreaming if I'm dreaming of you Well, the days are getting shorter All your friends stopped coming over And you're losing your composure You should sleep less, we should talk more Now you're gonna wake up the sun And now you're gonna hate what you've done