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
In spite, at night, I try in vain
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 in a world I can't control
Should've known you've things to hide
By that look in your eyes
This feeling of uncertainty that leaves me now
I'm so sick of being on my own
Struggling in a world I can't control