I'm sorry for feeling sorry for myself
Feeling helpless could be helpful with a little help
Hopelessly hopeful that my dreams [bad word] [bad word] It's hard to focus when it's only day dreaming I do
I'd be thoughtfully thoughtless if I thought it would work
But I've been working on my thought process now my brain hurts
In bed, wide eyed, awake
I pray to God, if he exists, my mind he'll take

Never any sleep between these sheets
But I've been counting sheep for weeks
Inside my head when I'm in bed
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead

Fighting the night by writing lyrics describing the act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing lyrics describing the act of sleep depriving

I'll go insane if I don't get some rest
Why am I emotional when I am motionless?
Lately it's been getting later til I drift away
But I know 40 winks later I'll be fast awake
Getting bored of bordering the state of consciousness
I'm half asleep the whole time, three quarters at best
Down I lie to try and get myself some shut eye
To no surprise I find my eyelids are avoiding my eyes, I'm tired

Never any sleep between these sheets
But I've been counting sheep for weeks
Inside my head when I'm in bed
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead

Fighting the night by writing lyrics describing the act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing lyrics describing the act of sleep depriving

Fighting the night by writing lyrics describing the act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing lyrics describing the act of sleep depriving