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 mind
On my own here we go

My 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 room
On my own here we go

My mind is set on over-drive
The clock is laughing in my face
Crooked spine my sense is dull
Past the point of delerium
On my own here we go

My 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 room
On my own here we go