Last night I dreamed that you were dead The only way that I could find to clear you from my head
I find it hard for me to get past all the In spite, at night, I try in vain to get my mind at right
I'm so sick of being on my own
Some things are better left alone Completely out of sight in mind
I find it harder to express the things that no one else can see, but me sometimes I wait for days to get my mind at right
I'm so sick of being on my own Struggling me in a world I can't control
Should've known you've things to hide By that look in your eyes I can hear the words (loud) This feeling of uncertainty that leaves me now
I'm so sick of being on my own Struggling me in a world I can't control