I can't sleep now,
No,
Not like I used to
I can't breathe in and out like I need to
It's breaking ice..
Now, to make any movement
What's your vice?
You know that mine's the illusion
And all at once
(as i'm trying)
I can help you out
(just to keep things right)
I'll be what you need
(I kill myself to make everything perfect for ya)
Goodbye apathy.
