I don't want to sleep
The days just dream out loud
Without no chance to speak
My brains can't even tell if I'm waking up
I don't want to dream away those demon doubts
I've found no apogee
I'm way too evened out
I'm switching off
The terrible instinct to open your eyes
Is coming alive
Don't say it
Of course I never knew this wasn't human
Crossfaded nocturnal knowledge isn't always lucid
Are these not the less-known ways to your heart?