The Insomnia and her lonesome friends
 

I�m starring in the night again
don�t know where I stand
don�t know if real or fake
don�t know am I
asleep or awake 

All the time I wallow just around
In my head this endless sound
There�s one desire coming up my head
I wish I could sleep like the dead

Dreams are real and thoughts are dreams
So recognize that life is not like it seems
All my memories and feelings make me blind
to distinguish if it�s reality or in my mind

Did it ever happen?
Was I ever there?
Dreaming make
s me sick
It�s always cramp and scare