The Weak Hour Of The Rooster

Dover

I lost another day

I never meant to be sad

But I lost it again

They're changing the chords

They're making it worse

I'm losing it all



Don't you seek for a friend?

They never wait 'till the end

They leave anyway

They're changing the chords

They're making it worse

We're losing it all



I woke up with the rooster

Played loud and drove 'em insane

I can't let go

They hurt me

Come back

And save me again!



If you're gonna go

Then please let it show

I won't trade my mind

For some other life

I rather be dead than being so lame

'Cause it's better to burn than to fade away