Oh I feel so tired. I cannot hardly keep open my eyes. My thoughts are scattered and I cannot say a word. And I can? t seem to remember anything. I've learned.
Words and music by George Biondo. . Please don't talk no more. . It's just that I'm half asleep. . And not a sudden case of nasty manner. You've been here all night.
It seems I spend my days now wrapped in veils of sleep.. Caught in slumber's grasp,. nowhere that I should be.. I grew so goddamned tired of fighting against these chains..