I'm dying every night in my sleep
But somehow I wake up in the morning
And stay alive 'til dark begins to surround me
Like a threat, a deadly warning.
Lately sleep won't come.
I spend the night turning around,
Trying to get rid of that burden in my lungs,
Feeling desperate, weak and drowned.
I'm drowning indeed.
In that fathomless ocean of my thoughts.
I always, always, have to fight,
But I'm always, always, wrapped in knots.
I need this perpetual fight to be over.
It's pointless, it's vain.
It's getting everything from me
'Til I can no longer think, 'til I'm no longer sane.
I want to beg for a night of sleep,
For a night during which my thoughts won't haunt me,
But I don't know who I should beg
So that nigthmares no longer want me.
They seem to be feeding on me
Eating away every single trace of hope.
I feel it, I can touch it.
Can't you see my necklace of rope?
Come here.
Just come here and take them away.
Please. Come here.
There must be some way.
Please, tell me there is some way.
