Up all night It seemed just right Popped that pink pill Snorted another, got it for a deal Alone, in this room This is all kind of new Busy head, excited thoughts Chest buzz Happy stomache knots Shakey hand Lots to do, must expand Get a task done Find a new one In each second new, Something to do Hours upon hours, Supposed to be slow Clock running fast Where did the night go? P.M. to A.M. Jar full of time, filled up to the rim It's only been minutes, in this state of wake, It's all a lie, Father Time is a fake This reality must be wrong Yet here comes the dawn Sun grabs the sky Little alarms Equal birds' morning cries A little scared This amphetemine world must not be shared Hold eyelids shut They simply flutter And come back up A heart beat's stutter Mind needs to shut off A drunk man, cut off Just not possible Rest: implausible Trying to chase thoughts home To rest for a while But all they've done is grown Into cerebral bile Must fall asleep No, the will Of the pill Is just too deep. Still not tired Though health has retired Get up, get ready Hold your head steady Grin and bear it For the rest of the day Just to waist another night away.