i toss and turn everynight, -just lying on a twin size thinking of you lying in your bed -knowing that you're never gonna be in mine the blood keeps rushing to my head -like my bed is on an incline these words are the only way i vent -thats how i keep my thoughts in line lately, ive been drinking my nights away working on music hoping i can find a way to get myself an audience so i can blow their minds away but im lacking prominence im gonna write this anyway i feel grounded like a child - i just wanna fly away ive been writing for a while -its how i burn all my time away put the pen against the page hoping i can calm the rage knowing everything i do now is gonna be in vain flowing till i fall asleep insomnia will always keep me wide awake flowing till im dyin but its all the same cuz i was never really living -i think i might go insane time has never been a given -and it couldnt go the other way you cut a lot deeper than a paper cut but im tellin everybody im okay for what? nah, nothin much i just hate the fuss and i dont really like the conversation, plus if i talk too much i might gain some trust and id rather be alone cuz i hate the rush of friendship and too much might relate to us if my heart burns anymore i may combust id rather not put on another performance id rather stay true, be remorseless i still have passion but i keep it dormant i dont dress it up, i dont need an adornment even if i wanted too i couldnt afford it i got a lot of drive and im lookin to floor it ill stay the course, and ill play the courts cuz i play of course, -so play the chorus when i wake up im shaken up cuz i dont see you sittin next to me i never seem to get it right -i denied all the flaws in me until i saw my dying light -idk what you saw in me i waited years for you to call -all this time you were haunting me all this time i couldnt sleep -with every single dream taunting me i never got a therapist only cuz im arragont never had a word to speak to anyone aware of it all i have are memories but i can try to cherish it its all i really got, now that im irrelevant ive always been intelligent -but i dont see the relevance in everything i lost -so ima keep it relevant cuz lyrically im elegant but i dont see a benefit in keeping it so definite - cuz in everyones reality -i do it for the hell of it i aint here to fuck around -im gonna keep it celibate and ill rise back up -only cuz i fell a bit im gettin writers block just thinkin of you now you got me stopped in my tracks, year round i know it can never go back here now but i dont know wether i can stop and come around -ill keep writing as im diggin underground i wont even think of gettin sleep or wonder how the only time i seem to be at peace is when im lyin in the dark to fall asleep and you're the only one around when i wake up im shaken up cuz i dont see you sittin next to me