Cold Side of the Pillow

Runnin' runnin' runnin' round Asking if I can escape this town Nothing answers with a sound Pull me into darkness I'm a captive in this vision Runnin' runnin' runnin' round Asking if I can escape this town Nothing answers with a sound Lull me into sleep and say I'm overthinking this and Tape my mouth shut Cuz I might spill a secret or two If you don't want us Seeing a new point of view Down is up and up is down What kinda king doesn't wear a crown? Over-information drown Lonely is the sheep that doesn't follow what the herd says I need the cold side of the pillow to wake me up