Besedila: Loud Youth. Sounds Of Suburbia. Lullaby.

I can never get to bed
With all these thoughts within my head
I'm confused I think I'm lost
I lie down and I turn and toss
What the hell is going on
Why do I try, why don't I stop?
In the end I always fail
I should give up, I won't prevail
You don't even know my face
I'm just a pawn for your cruel game
A pencil mark on your tests
Oh precious life, you're the fucking best
And then there's people put in place
To hold me back and slow my pace
And someone's always messing with my head
Maybe I'll get enough sleep when I'm dead