sleeping sickness

i awoke

only to find my lungs empty

and through the night

so it seems i'm not breathing

and now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be

and i'm breaking down

i think i'm breaking down

and i'm afraid

to sleep because of what haunts me

such as living with the uncertainty

that i'll never find the words to say

which would completely explain

just how i'm breaking down

someone come and

someone come and save my life

maybe i'll sleep when i am dead

but now it's like the night is taking sides

with all the worries that occupy the back of my mind

could it be this misery will suffice?

i've become

a simple souvenir of someone's kill

and like the sea

i'm constantly changing from calm to ill

madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole

oh

how i'm breaking down

oooohhh my life

someone come and

someone come and save my life

someone come and

someone come and save my life

someone come and

someone come and save my life

could it be this misery will suffice?