text: Im having trouble trying to sleep
  Im counting sheep, but running out
  As time ticks by, still I try
  No rest for cross-tops in my mind
  On my own, here we go
  My eyes feel like theyre 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 overdrive
  The clock is laughing in my face
  A crooked spine, my senses dulled
  Past the point of delirium
  On my own, here we go
  My eyes feel like theyre 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