sleep will come eventually,
morning and night's become the same to me
when dawn and dusk appears the same,
something stirs within my brain
but insomnia and tainted thoughts
won't repress the pain i've brought
so who do i have to thank for this?
she, and love, a spiteful bliss
so, eventually sleep will come,
hopefully before grim reaper does
but anyway, what was i saying?
oh, sleep,
yeah, sleep,
i'll just keep on praying.