Staring Through the Ceiling (Live)

Days and days go by so quickly
Barely functioning
I feel so sickly

I'm missing out on life
At least that's what I'm hearing
Becoming disconnected seems to be what I'm fearing
But at the same time, do I have friends at all
I really can't tell
I've been a mummy after all
Replaying days events from the recorder in my mind
It could've been much better had I not been so confined
By the lack of sleep I get, wanna go back to the beginning
Looking up at the ceiling all night while my head keeps on spinning

Restless
Helpless
Can't fall asleep
Thinking
Drinking
Thoughts in a heap

I'm trying to connect all these bullets in my head
But I end up making circles
Should I fade away instead
Tired of having restless nights
Countless headaches in the morning
But what good would that do
I'd just leave my friends in mourning

I'm looking for some hope
Can't see an end in sight
What's the difference in dying now
It's gonna happen in spite of our best efforts to stay alive for the people around us
We know full well they're lying through their teeth, happy
Seems suspicious

Restless
Helpless
Can't fall asleep
Thinking
Drinking
Thoughts in a heap