Insomnia

Oh! How I do hate it with a fierce passion. I think I'd rather be beaten or perhaps boiled in oil than for my own traitorous mind to deprive me of a good night's sleep. I just got up and slugged back a bunch of Nyquil with a huge hope of knocking myself out. Insomnia makes me want to destroy shit. Just smash, break, pulverize to dust. Not good.

Brainstew
by Green Day

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go

My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense is dulled
Passed the point of delerium

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go