we're waiting for glory no waiting for more
it's 4 in the morning and the streets have our name
this city is ours and this is the game
it's 4 in the morning and here comes the push
it's 4 in the morning and the rush wouldn't leave
the rush in your blood that wouldn't believe
and everything doesn't mean anything at all
i'll lend your hunger 'l quiet release
for all your desires might manage to breathe
and the pressure will turn it's eyes off your head
and the beating will turn into walking ahead
and everything doesn't mean anything at all
we're waiting for glory no waiting for more
it's 4 in the morning and we still won't go home
still chasing the dragons but dancing alone