This song is literally the worst.
It gets stuck in your head and it's no good.
But heeyyy here we are!
Laying here trying to sleep.
Thoughts I have, stuck on repeat.
Up all night tossing and turning,
but it's just no use to keep on trying.I can't even put my thoughts down in words. Struggling with the way my heart took a turn.
Talking myself into believing there's more cons than pros, but coming up short, as there's not much of those.Waiting for anything to be reciprocated.
Everyday, that hope seems more and more faded.Working on how to keep from speaking my mind.
However, it seems in that job, I'm falling behind.So, I'll lay here with the feelings I'm wrestling.
As sleep completely evades me and I keep thinking about what and who I am missing.So much for sleeping pills, eh?
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