breaking down
without a word
Faller
SLEEPING SICKNESS
someone come and, someone come and save my life
maybe I'll sleep when I am dead,
but now it's like the night is taking sides
with all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
could it be this misery will suffice?
I've become a simple souvenir of someone's kill
and like the sea, I'm constantly changing from calm to ill
madness fills my heart and soul, as if the great divide could swallow me whole
oh, how I'm breaking down
maybe I'll sleep when I am dead,
but now it's like the night is taking sides
with all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
could it be this misery will suffice?
I've become a simple souvenir of someone's kill
and like the sea, I'm constantly changing from calm to ill
madness fills my heart and soul, as if the great divide could swallow me whole
oh, how I'm breaking down