I'm wide awake and so alive, ringing like a bell.
I wish I could feel that way, instead of this constant fatigue within a half-life.
Sometimes I'm silly enough to make goals, only to fake them, and break them.
It's all wishful thinking, any ideas that I get.
There's no reason for drive.
Perhaps it's all just one bad dream.
But I'd much rather be asleep than wide awake.
Sometimes I'm silly enough to make goals, only to fake them, and break them.
It's all wishful thinking, any ideas that I get.
There's no reason for drive.
Perhaps it's all just one bad dream.
But I'd much rather be asleep than wide awake.