It's funny how I'm tired
But I'm afraid to fall asleep
I'-m afraid to wake up out if breath
Or to wake up screaming (by accident)
Some nights I should wake up screaming,
But I remember what nightmares feel like
I know that nothing lurks in the dark
Or in the shadows
I fear more the things I can't control
I'm in love with the silence of 2am
And the serenity of dreamless sleep.