Anesthetize me. Why am I always the last one to fall asleep?
For so long I’ve been tryin’ so hard, but nothing seems to work.
Every restless night is spent in cold silence.
If I’m losing myself, then I might as well slip away.
You never really seemed to notice me, until I wasn’t all there.
Now the barrel rests against my skull. Maybe now you’ll care.
But I highly doubt it anyway.
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