all these people and their "it's easy to sleep, ***" I'm up at six with four things of Capri suns. people sleeping and their "My dreams are so fun!!" I'm never sleeping, I'm thinking of shotguns. waking up pretty and their "put your hair up in a bun!" I'm busy trying to make my own source of income. petty people with their "*** jiggle" (yeah, that's ***) I'm thinking Russian roulette would be my fun
maybe lyrics for a song one day or something to delete later when I realize how stupid it sounds
I can’t sleep at night I’ve got elements I’m facing And in my dreams I need it most to see this vision that I’m chasing And if I wander deeper against this grain Will I split this earth in two, Maybe I was born in cycle, maybe I am recycled youth Still I can’t sleep at night That’s when the lost come knocking Sleep is what is needed most A rest from a view that I am blocking Resist the temptation to be tired Because it comes and goes throughout the day - Sleepless nights, up late wondering when I will stop standing in my own way But still Sleepless nights I can’t sleep Sleepless nights Set me free Sleepless nights Lie a-wake Sleepless nights Stand in my-way And tomorrow is here but for the moment so I get up to live the day Another round of forgotten souls harvest the moon’s decay And these sleepless night keep me from seeing a life from a brighter point of view- I can’t sleep at night So the next day is never new. ~Bre Womble
There’s gotta be something wrong with me Where I fail to begin to see Where you left and what’s in front of me And how to keep walking when you’re gone Pray, God, how do I go on? I don’t want to go on When kiss and hands held are shelved Right next to my self-respect View of me and you in kissing booths That my mind cruelly projects As I watch in horror At things that keep saying goodbye And yet they stay And get their way In my dismay, oh Lord, I cry How do I go on? Silence, darkness, no reply Silence, darkness, no reply Silence screaming thoughts, I try Thoughts of only cloudy skies No reply You have dialed an incorrect number Please hang up and try again So we may test the other ways Your faith in love can bend I’m broken As I found out 7 minutes ago the line was cut The killer’s in the house, dear sir I let her in, but now it’s shut No hope for me in misery I’m standing here, yet gone These constants scenes in front of me How do I go on?