Insomnia - Dr Sin

He came from the streets

He’s struggling to forget

But now he just can’t sleep

Rolling in his bed

He’s searching for the truth

Feel lost without a clue

Wasted in his room

He’s always been refused

His shadow in his past

The weight on his back

He saw too much too fast

Children smoking crack

So damm hard to sleep

He never felt so sad

He knows that no one cares

Now it’s too f**king late

He wrote his own fate