catastrophe

there's banging on the wall it's 5am i've got no sleep at all, just thoughts of how i might struggle through tomorrow. too much time in one day too much time to occupy with boring thoughts, boring moods, boring bedtimes. won't tell a single soul that my soul's gone, it's hard to write this song it's all a joke it's all been wrote down by someone that's probably dead. i might be leaving soon. there's laughter from below it's 1am how could you have known, the thoughts of silence that keep me from going back to sleep at night. wish i could call someone i love to stop thinking of myself long look in the mirror, just look so empty. you were right i can't do this i'm going crazy it's fine by me now you can see how much i've become empty. i might be leaving soon. my dreams full of what's not real. i'll fly away and save the world i'll make you proud someday. i just won't be around to see your face. my life is full of what's not here. i'll fly away and save myself i'll make you proud someday. i just won't be around to see your face.