The Crowd - Holy Holy

Holy Holy - The Crowd
In your dreams you hunt the zombie crowd
I know cos I was there as well
Your shotgun running out of shells
The windows will not hold them back
Will not hold them back
And you don't have to plan your apology
When you wake
And you dream that you strangled me
When you wake and you are horrified
By what you found in your sleeping mind
You dreamt of chases
You dreamt of giant waves
You dreamt your childhood friends danced
Faceless on the stage
You dreamt you killed in desert storms
To decorate your uniform
You died and were reborn
You died and were reborn
And I won't plan my apology
When I wake from a night of infidelity
When I wake and I'm horrified
By what I've found
In my sleeping mind