lying awake contemplating sleeping
i feel like life is passing me by
tossing and turning is getting me nowhere
my mind wanders and takes me places i wish i never tread
i can't and i won't be that anymore
if we weren't allowed very breath we took for granted
our lungs would be empty
we're pathetic we know it
it's the only thing we're good at
and i like keeping that in mind than faking like i'm something i'm not
cause lately i've been losing hope
i've got full hands with nothing to show
all the hours i spend killing myself
wondering where the hell did it go
