Sleepless - Drawing Circles

Insomnia has taken its toll

I’m more confused than ever as I’m calling on my soul

To get some rest

Insomnia has taken its toll

I’m more confused than ever as I’m calling on these ghosts

To let me rest

I’m trying to escape from the cold

But I’m expelled from the shelter that I once called my home

And I can’t rest

Because insomnia has taken its toll

And I’m more confused than ever because I’m counting on my soul

To get some rest

I haven’t heard the sound of my heart in years

I haven’t heard the sound of my lungs in years

I cannot close my eyes

because every time I try

I see the fake that I’ve become

All this time I’ve tried to be a

better man denying the most dreadful crimes

All this time I’ve tried to hide my deepest fears

I will always wonder why

I fell for my lies

I never knew that the devil is such a good painter

Because these paintings he paints

Are all that remains

And they’re more than I can take