Keeping Me Awake

Sweat burns my eyes It should come as no surprise I haven't eaten in days God such a fucking disgrace I am the epitome of luck I am still crossing streets Hoping there's still strength in my feet So bring yourself close Cause the world is running mad There's not much time left to accept The things we never had and never will Oh this life was a treadmill Mediocrity don't shine amongst the city lights It's too much for me to take It's keeping me awake It's keeping me awake So pick yourself up from this mess you made And pour what's left of the bottle down the drain It takes a lot to stand and speak Do you really think you're weak? You're holding out for a better time Keep holding on I turned the page to the obituary Sometime in mid-January Saw your name and couldn't speak You meant that damn much to me and I'm On my knees in my living room Where I thought we could talk it through I guess that's not enough for you I guess that's not enough I guess that's not enough I really hate this kind of stuff But if you're all better now then why sit down and talk it out? You've made your point and made it clear, your time is still drawing near And if you never really cared If you were really that impaired Then what's the fucking point in trying? I know I still won't be crying out Bet you thought there was no consequence What about your fucking friends? Do you really think they'll pity you After all you've put them through It's enough to make them break It's keeping me awake