[bad word] away with my sleep 
and I'm stuck in here so deep
I had a terrible dream 
and I can't wake up it seems
In my parallel field, what's imagined is real
For you I conceal, all that I feel 
and girl you spin my wheels
I've got a terrible mind, maybe desperate or unkind
Thinking of ways to dispose of the ones we say we love the most
I want to carry you home, 
I want to see you alone
For we will never show all that we feel 
and girl you spin my wheels