When the night comes
Got no choice but to rest my head
The dream will start like watching movies
Even if I open my eyes
I will continue when I sleep again.
I’m surrounded by need
Unable to feed
Nothing but greed
Forcing me to concede everything
I perceive every stumble
As the beginning of crumble
Try and give it away
Make it someone else’s shout
Plowing me into paranoid
Suspicion becomes tradition
Devoid of safety’s clout
Making everything howl
What’s all the fuss about