Brainstew

Green Day


I’m having trouble trying to sleep
I’m counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they’re gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own... here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delerium
On my own... here we go


Overall, I have never been so stressed in my life, and i am having a hard time handling shit. Lot of people judge me for this fraternity...some good friends which is sad and I have had it!! i don't wnat to tell them to fuck off but i wish they would accept it like i would ACCEPT THEIR WAYS OF LIFE!!