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 dirt

And all my thoughts turn to rubble in my head

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

Pry 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