I wake in the middle of night, shaking from fears
I look down at my pillow; it is soaked with tears
Why the fuck does this happen, I can never tell
Every single night, just sleeping for me is hell
Frustrated and angry, I go and grab my knife
And all I want to do, is make a better life
Now I sit awake, trying to forget my past
But soon I give it up; my memories all last

I know I need to sleep; my head is full of doubt
I walk over to the wall, and turn the light out
Now my room is dark, so again I close the door
Then I close my eyes, and I try to dream some more
I am whisked away, as a man too hurt to feel
All the things I see, form scars that I can't heal
I know I must be dreaming, as nothing here seems right
Now I have a gun, and I am told to fight

I get shot and I fall, but I don't think I'm dead
I float above my body; a hole is in my head
I try to go to heaven, but never make it there
It is out of reach, because god just doesn't care
I slowly start to fade; I fade away to black
Before I am all gone, I wake up and I'm back
Then I look around; I see I'm still alive
Looking at the clock, the minutes were just five

I fight sleep every night; to stay away from fears
I don't want to fall asleep; and again awake in tears

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