Six Hung Sprung Insomniac's World
the 20 hour days are wearing you down your reaction to
everything is a frown your equilibrium is screaming
inside all you want is to run and hide you want to go out
but have no reason you want to go out but no one wants
your pleasing the red in your eyes seems to never stop
close your eyes or youre gonna drop reality is knocking
at your door the ticking of time means nothing to you
people walk by and get scared of you your shirt tails out
just wandering about youre in the insomniacs world you
thought that you could just get by but working all night
it just wont fly loneliness hurts you friends still exist
they wont put up with your angry fits your lack of
friends caused by sarcasm created from your little
syndrome sleep deprivation is in your head close your
eyes or youll wind up dead
