T0K3 — “THREE IN THE MORNING” [Intro — slowed] Three in the morning… The city doesn’t sleep anymore… The shadows know my name… T0K3… (lower… lower… lower…) [Verse 1] I walk through the fog like the world is a dream, Every step echoes back like a low-bass ring. The streetlights above me are turning to smoke, I’m left here alone, but the world feels remote. In the windows’ reflections, an unfamiliar face, Time keeps moving in circles, closing the space. My thoughts drift away, dissolving into the haze, Like somebody left my mind trapped in a dream state. The black air is shaking from frequencies low, My heart keeps on pounding while the city still goes. I hear footsteps echo, but nobody’s there, Only night softly whispering my name through the air. [Chorus] Three in the morning — I’m awake once again, See another world whenever my eyes close again. Bass so low — like the earth split apart, I’m losing myself… just to find who I am. Three in the morning — time is turning to water, Everything around me drifts and spins with me farther. If this is a dream — don’t wake me tonight, I’ll stay inside it until the beginning of daylight. [Transition — chopped & screwed] Don’t… wake… me… Don’t… wake… me… Time… melts… The city… knows… T0K3… (voice dropping lower) Three-e-e… in the-e-e… morning-g-g… [Verse 2] I stare at the ceiling — it turns into sky, Between me and reality, no walls survive. Stars tumble downward straight into the room’s smoke, Every sound stretches out into something unknown. Maybe time is illusion, created for us, Maybe eternity lives in this moment with us. Every second disappears, then is born once again, I’m trying to understand what no words can explain. My thoughts are like planets, my mind is the ether, I fly through the cosmos, this world getting weaker. And while everybody else waits for sunrise, I search through the darkness for answers that hide. [Chorus] Three in the morning — I’m awake once again, See another world whenever my eyes close again. Bass so low — like the earth split apart, I’m losing myself… just to find who I am. Three in the morning — time is turning to water, Everything around me drifts and spins with me farther. If this is a dream — don’t wake me tonight, I’ll stay inside it until the beginning of daylight. [Outro — very slow] The city… sleeps… But I’m… still here… Three in the morning… The shadows disappear… Time dissolves away… But the bass… remains. T0K3.
