I'm having trouble trying to sleep 
I'm counting sheep but running out 
As time ticks by 
And still I try 
No rest for crosstops in my mind 

On my own... here we go 

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed 
Dried up and bulging out my skull 
My mouth is dry 
My face is numb 
Fucked up and spun out in my room 

On my own... here we go 

My mind is set on overdrive 
The clock is laughing in my face 
A crooked spine 
My sense dulled 
Passed the point of delerium 

On my own... here we go 

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed 
Dried up and bulging out my skull 
My mouth is dry 
My face is numb 
Fucked up and spun out in my room 

On my own... here we go