Another sleepless night has got a hold of me.
I have lost track of how long I have been awake.
My mind has begun playing tricks on me.
I have no idea what day it is.
I think it's Friday but I'm not sure, is it Sunday already?
Where has this week gone? The sun is coming up and I haven't slept in days.
All I know is that something's got to give before I blow my brains out just to get some rest.
I am stuck in my own head and I already regret what I just said.
I want out. I want in. I want to find a way to get in between.
We can't always get what we want because we no longer want what we get.
I'm not making any sense.
I can see the burn.
I can feel it's fire.
The smoke has filled my lungs.
I burst into flames.