Day an Nightmares
Bend the corners of this dark room that we have built around our lives
Run around in circles, thinking that we're getting further
But it hurts to look now
It's getting hard to sleep
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to figure out just where my senses meet
So I've crawled up on the couch on this one day off
To figure out which one of us is done
Take the silence that we keep here to break the tension that surrounds us
And look down towards the ground
To see the swirling dirt make signs like clouds
It's getting hard to think
It's getting hard to leave
It's getting hard to understand just who is going to give
So I went up to escape from our homeless state
These day and nightmares fill my thoughts with despair
But that's not what I think about
I'm coming home now and it hurts to look down
But that's not what I think about
Bend the corners of this dark room that we have built around our lives
Run around in circles, thinking that we're getting further
But it hurts to look now
It's getting hard to sleep
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to figure out just where my senses meet
So I've crawled up on the couch on this one day off
To figure out which one of us is done
Run around in circles, thinking that we're getting further
But it hurts to look now
It's getting hard to sleep
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to figure out just where my senses meet
So I've crawled up on the couch on this one day off
To figure out which one of us is done
Take the silence that we keep here to break the tension that surrounds us
And look down towards the ground
To see the swirling dirt make signs like clouds
It's getting hard to think
It's getting hard to leave
It's getting hard to understand just who is going to give
So I went up to escape from our homeless state
These day and nightmares fill my thoughts with despair
But that's not what I think about
I'm coming home now and it hurts to look down
But that's not what I think about
Bend the corners of this dark room that we have built around our lives
Run around in circles, thinking that we're getting further
But it hurts to look now
It's getting hard to sleep
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to figure out just where my senses meet
So I've crawled up on the couch on this one day off
To figure out which one of us is done
Credits
Writer(s): Travis John Dopp, Michael Sykora Reed, Benjamin David Reed, Jeffrey Alan Gensterblum
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