Sleep Disorder

please don't lay me down to sleep
 or else my soul won't be to keep
 life draining while you're beneath
 beneath your sweat stained sheets
 my disorder, grows stronger
 I have control no longer
 I want to explain my misery but
 everyone suggests that I be stronger
 I'm a dead beat
 the longer I sleep
 the lesser that my soul's to keep
 natural death come take me
 you can see the callous
 on my hands and feet
 from me clawing at my skin
 to let the terrors bleed
 let this filth secrete
 natural death be the catalyst that takes me
 the DMT is rotting through my brain
 and it breaks me, it breaks me
 now I've just learned to dread sleep
 cuz I'm a dead beat
 from me clawing at my head
 I said I'm a dead beat
 still dead in the head and
 it turns out I'm a dead beat
 forever will I dread sleep
 It's from the same stench that lingers
 I've taken so much damage
 that now I'm pointing fingers
 please don't lay me down to sleep
 or else my soul won't be to keep
 life draining while you're beneath
 beneath your sweat stained sheets
 I try and I try to get a brief moment of peace
 but my disorder keeps all my happiness
 dull and brief
 well now I dread sleep from my disorder
 I have control no longer
 I want to explain my misery but
 everyone suggests I have a, a sleep disorder
 I have control no longer
 It's safe to say, I guess I have a
 a sleep disorder, sleep disorder