Sleep, Strata

[kenshingakuru]

Sleep

I wish I could wash this all away

I'm dragging you across my wrists

if I could just reclaim myself

find another cure for this

slipping, pulling, too ripped up to move

I can't do this alone

I can't go through this without you

I can't do this alone

I can't do this at all

I could never keep this going on my own

wish I could pay you back for wasted time

if I can ask one thing of you

keep me warm in the back of your mind

I can't do this alone

I can't go throught this without you

I can't do this alone

I can't do this at all

slipping, pulling, too ripped up to move

slipping, pulling, too ripped up to move

I come alone

this is my sole recourse

this is the end

I'm just sick....slow.....just cynical

I'll try not to hurt, try not to feel

try not to care about anything

...at all

...not a second of this matters...