Six Inch Coiler On White

Laid awake all night preoccupied
 Rummaging through
 Stacks of dreams that have been pushed aside
 So it seems in every case all that i find
 Is expired aspirations built to lies
 So I complain
 Again another miss, I never gain
 I've waiting for so long
 I push to follow through, it never seems to show that way
 In myself, tired of this slow pace
 Promised everything
 Force fed shit that I will eat
 I'll be naive
 Just this last time
 Stuffed in my face
 Wake up every day
 Find myself in the same place
 My hope defaced
 It serves me right
 Everyday I'm fed the same
 Cannot complete
 What's in the way
 Why can't I sleep
 Cannot be optimistic
 What will it take
 Cannot complete
 Everyday I feel the sand
 And nothing's ever going to take my dignity