with so little sleep.. at least you'd think i'd find some peace in my dreams. in my dreams, but my mind still winds up on the same thing, the same scene, the same themes.

and when i wake up, i realize that everything is still wrong. i'm still here and alive. it's not fair. 'cause either way i spin it. separation seems so wrong. these breaks are far too long for me.

hours and hours. i'm stuck inside this place and this town. and i'm still alive. far away, you're fighting for your life all alone. i want to wake up and take you home.

this tortures me so much that i get sick and i throw up, in my dream and here on my bed. it's messed up how it's all in my head. yet it's affecting me... oh so bad... i guess this distance just makes me sick. 'cause when i wake up, it's 4 AM and i am still all alone. don't tell me that sleeping through the night is never this hard when you're home. 'cause I already know.

'cause it's all stuck in my subconscious... built up from every day.. i'm stuck with these nightmares...

wake me up!