Sleepwalking
The Birthday Massacre Lyrics


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Wait dear,
The time is getting late here,
I'm all washed up and graced with faint applause,
Dressed in a cheap facade.

I'm looking for a place I'll never see again,
A night turns a day,
A street I've never walked on,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection,
A day turns to a month,
A second of affection,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection.

Faking,
There's nothing here worth taking,
Just my reflection fading,
On the wall,
Not the fairest one of all.

I'm looking for a place I'll never see again,
A night turns a day,
A street I've never walked on,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection,
A day turns to a month,
A second of affection,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection.

A night turns a day,
A street I've never walked on,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection,
A day turns to a month,
A second of affection,
I was never here,
Just a faint reflection.

Overall Meaning

In The Birthday Massacre's song Sleepwalking, the singer seems to be going through the motions of life, feeling empty and disconnected from the world around them. They feel like they are just a "faint reflection" and that they were never truly present in the places they have been or the moments they have experienced. The imagery of a night turning into a day and a street never before walked upon emphasizes how lost and disconnected the singer feels in their own life.


The singer also seems to be struggling with their own identity and self-worth. They acknowledge that they are "dressed in a cheap facade" and that they are not the fairest one of all. They feel like they are just faking their way through life and that there is nothing worth taking or holding onto.


Overall, Sleepwalking is a poignant reflection on the emptiness that can come from living life on autopilot and not truly being present in our own experiences.


Line by Line Meaning

Wait dear,
Hold on, someone close.


The time is getting late here,
It's getting late and the situation feels desperate.


I'm all washed up and graced with faint applause,
I'm worn out and only receiving minimal recognition.


Dressed in a cheap facade.
My appearance is fake and shallow.


I'm looking for a place I'll never see again,
I'm searching for something that is out of reach.


A night turns a day,
Time moves on and things change.


A street I've never walked on,
I'm exploring new territory.


I was never here,
I feel invisible and unimportant.


Just a faint reflection,
I'm barely making an impact.


A day turns to a month,
Time keeps moving and I'm struggling to keep up.


A second of affection,
Even a small moment of love or kindness feels fleeting.


Faking,
Pretending to be something I'm not.


There's nothing here worth taking,
There's nothing of value in this situation.


Just my reflection fading,
I'm losing my sense of self and identity.


On the wall,
Only visible when reflected.


Not the fairest one of all.
I don't measure up to everyone else.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Written by: JONATHAN IAN GREEN, STEVEN A. DEAN, BRIAN GENE WHITE

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