Sleep (Acoustic)

Why can't I sleep Maybe I should try counting sheep To focus on my breathing, I notice in the evening I can't seem to fight off this army of thoughts What if I stared at the clock The minute hand is moving, I'm scanning and computing I can't find my off-switch, I need this thing fixed 'Cause in the depths of my heart I wonder Why can't I sleep I'm stuck in between able and weak Why can't I sleep It's hazy between the shallow and deep My head is in a crypt again I wrote another script, another story of what ifs I can't seem to run out, of worries and doubts What if I locked them in a box I'll throw 'em in the sock drawer, and then I can ignore The beating of their drums, the beating of their drums In the depths of my heart I wonder Why can't I sleep I'm stuck in between able and weak Why can't I sleep It's hazy between the shallow and deep In the depths of my heart I wonder Why can't I sleep I'm stuck in between able and weak Why can't I sleep It's hazy between the shallow and deep The shallow and deep In the depths of my heart I'm re-stitching the scars that are coming apart In the midnight hours I'll be fighting the wars That might not even start In the depths of my heart I'm re-stitching the scars that are coming apart In the midnight hours I'll be fighting the wars That might not even start Why can't I sleep Why can't I sleep