I'm sitting here at my desk
It's 5 in the morning
And i suppress a yawn
Should I lay and rest?
It's very nearly dawn

My eyes are getting heavy
I know its almost time
But I doubt i'm ready
To battle with my mind

I can think about the future
Ponder on the past
In the end it doesn't matter
You invade my mind
Like a shotgun blast

Is it you or is it I?
That lets you in at night
I'm sure your bark is bigger than your bite
or is that another lie?

I guess it doesn't matter
How you came to be
All that really matters
Is what you do to me

I feel claustrophobic
in my own skin
And the contradiction
of being warn and thin

My heart is a hammer
Trying to break through
As I begin to tremble
I MUST find something to do

It frightens me to no end
What a single thought can do
What is death to you?