You're depressed and you're lying down again
# In bed and you don't move
# Lying awake, lying awake, lying awake
# In your sleep you discover new worlds
You feel the dream as if it were real
You escape from reality and go back to sleep
Philosophizing about what you'd like to be
Resting and making up stories again
I’m burnt out, I’m broken, these wounds I’ve torn open
Just can't admit that all the blame was on me