Witching Hour

Spinning around in my bed

Grinding my teeth, no sleep, I can't turn off my head

I guess I'll just stay up instead

I'm a machine analysing the scene, creating

I'm thinking, I guess I'm here again all night

Sinking

I can't wake up in the morning sunlight anymore

I get too caught up in the night

I can't wake up to the morning sunrise anymore

I get too caught up in the night

I'm losing my mind once again

I lie through my teeth and I start to believe it myself

My ears are ringing again

All of the years, all the basements and fears resonating

I'm thinking, I guess I'm here again all night

Sinking

I can't wake up in the morning sunlight anymore

I get too caught up in the night

I can't wake up to the morning sunrise anymore

I get too caught up in the night

I can't wake up in the morning sunlight anymore

I get too caught up in the night

I can't wake up to the morning sunrise anymore

I get too caught up in the night