When I awoke, In a cold sweat, I opened my eyes in hopes last year was just in my head, Well of course it wasn't. I stared at a ceiling, Who hates me? Cause' indecision feeds complacency. When I awoke, I did not know where I was sleeping, But I had an inkling, It was not the bed I'd wanted. High-rise your basement, You take your pick, I wanna be six feet underground with flowers on the surface, Cause' I'm so fucking tired of waking up tired, With this throbbing pain in my head, I know I'm speaking vaguely, But lately, Those are the only terms in which can speak adequately, When I woke, When I woke. Now I know, I don't have the guts, To go home, And face what I have not done, And golden opportunities are sitting right in front of me, Still I hold my hands behind my back, In excuse to not take good and bad I deserve to get when I awoke, When I awoke. I found peace in a parking lot, Peace in a parking lot, Think I'll tell everyone, I was hanging out with my friends, Then in the morning I'll drive home like nothing ever happened, I found peace in a parking lot.