Texty: Casket Lottery (The). Other. Composing Myself (A Lullaby).

Last night you fell asleep and left me awake to dream one guitar in the corner i could hear the buzz of its strings the heater was broken and it was ten degrees if you were there you may have seen it looked like i smoked when i breathed and i lost my mind thinking about the rest of our lives then again now that i think maybe i was asleep last night you fell asleep and left me awake to think that clock on the kitchen wall was serenading me my half time pulse was relaxing me i find if i'm worried it's still worth singing and i lost my mind thinking about the rest of our lives even if its just in my head i can still scream even if its four a.m. i can still scream