I haven't slept for 24 hours And I won't sleep for 24 more I can't eat, I can't even shower I can't seem to get up from the floor Just how long do you think I can stay here? Just how long do you think I can lie? I'll smile and wave, and say that I'm safe here But sooner or later, I know that here is where I'll die Stuck inside my own mind I haven't wept since I don't even know when I haven't smiled sincere in a while I haven't meant a word that I've spoken I'm not heaven-sent, I'm evil and vile I haven't cried, and I don't know why There's plenty to cry about I'm stuck at a roundabout Give me a reason to even keep up my breathing I'm feeling hopeless and worthless, becoming numb so it hurts less Oh please, just give me a reason to make it to the next season I feel compressed, undynamic Just verging on manic It's taking every ounce of energy to not panic I haven't cried, and I don't know why There's plenty to cry about I'm stuck at a roundabout I've bargained, and lied, and forsaken my pride And now the noose is tied I'm losing my will to fight But perhaps these winds could wash out my sins And give me something to smile about Like a child on a merry-go-round Substituting a smile for a frown And maybe, in time I'll consolidate my mind And see there's plenty of joy to find The truth that's beneath the lie That one day, I truly will be fine