| Lost and found, I found myself
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| In a hopeful place, in a hopeless state
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| And I crossed the line between what’s wrong and right-fully so
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| I gave my dignity to make it on my own
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| Abandonment adopted me
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| When being true to myself did all but set me free
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| Birth giver, tell me how could you give
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| Your offspring to the darkness you’ve been hiding in
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| I spend my days fighting off my bad luck
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| If these streets could talk, I’d conversate
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| And they’d tell me to stay up
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| Ay sleepwalker, tell me, where have you been?
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| All of my life, I’ve been trying to fit in
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| I’ve been talking to the walls
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| Feeling my heart rate, feeling so small
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| This world is a big place
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| And I ain’t got nowhere to go, so take me on a roll
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| At my lowest, means hit the ends and I’m so ashamed
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| Sinking further into sorrow and regret
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| I’ve paved my way through a maze I’ll never complete
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| I can’t see the sun from how dark it’s gotten impossible to dig out
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| I spend my days fighting off my bad luck
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| If these streets could talk, I’d conversate
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| And they’d tell me to stay up
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| Ay sleepwalker, tell me, where have you been?
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| All of my life, I’ve been trying to fit in
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| I’ve been talking to the walls
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| Feeling my heart rate, feeling so small
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| This world is a big place
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| And I ain’t got nowhere to go, so take me on a roll
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| I found myself inside a self-created bliss
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| And now I’m more alive than I have ever been
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| I spare no expense
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| Shit, I ain''t even got none to spend
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| Ay sleepwalker, tell me, where have you been?
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| All of my life
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| Ay sleepwalker, tell me, where have you been?
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| All of my life, I’ve been trying to fit in
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| I’ve been talking to the walls
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| Feeling my heart rate, feeling so small
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| This world is a big place
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| And I ain’t got nowhere to go, so take me on a roll
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| Ay sleepwalker (Yeah, yeah)
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| Tell me, where have you been?
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| (Take me on a roll)
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| Oh |