I'm having trouble trying to sleep 
I'm counting sheep [bad word] out 
As time ticks by 
And still I try 
No rest for cross tops in my mind 
On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're going to bleed 
Dried up and bulging out my skull 
My mouth is dry 
My face is numb  [bad word] up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go 
My mind is set on overdrive 
The clock is laughing in my face 
crooked spine 
My sense dulled 
Passed the point of delirium 
On my own... here we go