I’m sitting out back stacking racks in my jeans

I been up all night I don’t get any sleep

You been up my sleeves I don’t want you to leave

My nightmares make more sense then my fucking dreams

I need to find myself

I think I found myself

I think I found it

It’s nothing important

Only leaving dead

It’s time to defeat death

Hit in the face six

Hit in the face six

What’s wrong right now?

What’s wrong right now?

I’m sitting out back stacking racks in my jeans

I been up all night I don’t get any sleep

You been up my sleeves I don’t want you to leave

My nightmares make more sense then my fucking dreams