awake

can't sleep
my bones are hot plastic
i am the burning fuse
that blasts no cap

in a matter of days
i set myself back
behind schedule, missed deadlines
losing health wealth and stealth

pull out my hair
drink myself sick
between empty and broken
hard to get your kicks

what's the matter?
nothings wrong
mad as a hatter
no fitting song

i'll try i'll try
tho i'm not sure why
but i'm sure that i can
even without a plan

what a thought
if i'm caught
well-y-well
burn in hell

can't concentrate
it seems i'm lost
i'm feelin' great
but what's the cost

i must unwind
will surely help
me to find
or lose myself