Cold Sweats

Call me up, I need soothing
 This comedown's lasted half of the week
 Might break down just to prove it
 My hometown's been left for dead
 And all my thoughts turn to rubble in my head
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 Calm me down, I need cooling
 Your missed calls gave me life for a week
 Last nights up's never worth it
 My bed's a cocoon
 I hold up the queue just for something to do
 Can't stop thinking of you
 My thoughts have turned to rubble in my head
 Cold sweats on my sheets
 I'm building up to nothing
 Won't catch me on my knees
 My conscience paints a violent scene
 I'm waking up, you're calling
 My head's a witch's cauldron
 Cold sweats on my sheets
 I'm stuck here swaying on the brink
 Cry me out of this bed before this turns into a situation
 Sit me down, make all your false accusations
 While I'm circling this drain I search for something clever to say
 Nothing comes, I stumble through
 It's just another day
 I'm sick and tired of wasting all these Sundays
 It's always Sunday
 I'm lying here wasting away
 Cold sweats on my sheets
 I'm building up to nothing
 Won't catch me on my knees
 My conscience paints a violent scene
 I'm waking up, you're calling
 My head's a witch's cauldron
 Cold sweats on my sheets
 Same place, same time next week
 (What the fuck?)