Hey guys I'd rather stay at home

Leave you these barren streets to roam

Got better things to think about

My head is all you now

I can't go on this is too real

Can't show you any mass appeal

A thousand tries and no replies how hard is it to feel?

The afterglow is now fading

The interest is now sinking

This world is gaining off my cries

It's all just playing dead to live



Hey guys I'd rather stay at home

Leave you these barren streets to roam

My bed is far too comfortable

The fan is turned on low

So here it goes again

Insomnia my friend

Toss and turn and let it bleed

Its better than the backseat

Where were you when I'm in need

I close my eyes so I can sleep

On the picture fits the frame

I'll lay and hope till day

Where did I ever lose faith?

How did I drown you out this way?

Why can't it be like yesterday?

Losing less mind than today

Where did I lose myself in you?