| Exhausted, too tired to feel tired
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| This steam’s still blowing off
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| How the fuck do I think I can hold myself together
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| There’s no way to stay on top
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| My eyes are wired, my hearts beating slow
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| My head’s confused, doesn’t know where to go
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| Twisting and turning to find a way out
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| But my head’s in a place where nobody knows
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| My heads in the clouds, dreaming of believing
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| But these dreams don’t last that long
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| I can’t sleep, it makes me sink like an anchor
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| I’m deep into something that won’t feel wrong
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| Now my head’s coming out, I wonder what it’s all about
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| Try to figure what my body’s done to me
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| Lay my head on the pillow and hope for the best
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| Because when I think of you, I feel I might just sleep
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| Hopeless messages to a brain that can’t even process thoughts
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| How the fuck do I intend on making my choice?
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| I’ve now spent most my life, dreaming of believing
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| When’s the time to step up and use my fucking voice?
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| I’m going out of my mind
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| Spent most my life under the weather the other half under the thumb
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| As the world went rushing by, I told myself those same nonsensical lies
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| And all the while you were right here in front of my eyes |