Even Mr. Lights-out feels alive at timesnHe says so babynBut even when he's not crash crashin our headsnHe tries to scare us babynAnd I'l pretend that I'm still one of themnSo tell everyone that I'm still one of themnnI am the things you talk in your sleepnBut don't believe in, don't believe mennI've been headed for the window since I remember nAnd I've been kickinnI'll be hangin from the willow when I surrender nNo more killinnnI know every word but I won't speak for themnI love everyone but I can't fight for thisnJust pretendnnEverybody put your light onnBelieve in somethings till your nothings turn out rightnAnd then your nothings and your somethings get in fightsnnEverybody put your light onnEverybody in the streetnEverybody put your light onnEverybody after menn(Indecipherable nonsensical jumbo)nn