I'm having trouble trying to sleep    I'm counting sheep but running out    As time ticks by    And still I try    No rest for crosstops in my mind    On my own... here we go    My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed    Dried up and bulging out my skull    My mouth is dry    My face is numb    Fucked up and spun out in my room    On my own... here we go    My mind is set on overdrive    The clock is laughing in my face    A crooked spine    My sense dulled    Passed the point of delerium    On my own... here we go    My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed    Dried up and bulging out my skull    My mouth is dry    My face is numb    Fucked up and spun out in my room    On my own... here we go