So waste it all away,
Crash into the waves.
I am so sick of the ceiling
So tired I could just wisp away.

But I’m still hopelessly wishing,
Still hopelessly wishing,
To see you in my dreams,
So that one day I would hopefully,
Forget how to wake from my sleep.
Is this how it has to be?

And it’s just me,
And all the lies I tell myself;
It’s just me, I could go
Wherever I want, but I must first disappear.

Tired of waking up
And this place just won’t stop spinning
Around, around
Around.

So fuck it all, but it’s not even satisfying to yell it out loud
It’s so cold out, I know it will be warm but
There’s always another
Winter.

I guess I’ll sleep now it’s easier to pretend
That I could be
Wherever I want,
Wherever I want
Wherever I want.