I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by, still I try
No rest for cross-tops in my mind

On my own, here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My mouth is numb
My mouth is spun out in my room

On my own, here we go
On my own, here we go
On my own, here we go

My mouth is set on overdrive
My mouth is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
A crooked skull
Past the point of delirium

On my own, here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is my face...
...On my own, herе we go
My mouth is set on overdrivе
My mouth is laughing in my mouth
My mouth... My face is dry
My face is gonna bleed

My mouth is trying to sleep...
...I'm counting sheep