I`m having trouble trying to sleep I`m couting sheep but running out As time ticks by But still I try No rest for crop top in my mind On my own Here we go My eyes feel like they`re gonna bleed Right up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Looked up and spun out in my room On my own Here we go My mind is set on overdrive The clock is laughing in my face A crooked spine My senses dulled That`s the point of deleruim On my own Here we go My eyes feel like they`re gonna bleed Right up and bulging out my skull My mouth is dry My face is numb Looked up and spun out in my room On my own Here we go
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