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I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mindOn my own... here we goMy eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
fucked up and spun out in my roomOn my own... here we goMy mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense's dulled
Passed the point of deleriumOn my own... here we goMy eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
fucked up and spun out in my roomOn my own... here we go