rolling in the dark
chasing sleep through dreams
i can't wait to be in.
my wayward fingers drum along
my chest to an unwritten song
seeking a seam to sink into,
edges to grab at and tear.
open up my soul for repair;
my claustrophilic heart became self-aware
chasing sleep through dreams
i can't wait to be in.
my wayward fingers drum along
my chest to an unwritten song
seeking a seam to sink into,
edges to grab at and tear.
open up my soul for repair;
my claustrophilic heart became self-aware

