a fly on the tv screen creeps slowly along
like it's part of the programming or something
i should be asleep
it's gotta be going on 3 or 4 am
hazily i look at the clock and try not to do the math
three hours is just not enough
i couldn't do a thing the rest of the day
just listen to this perfect record
future listens are sure to remind me
of the pain of the present day
orange skies turn to red and just to get out of bed
is the hardest thing in the world
look out behind you
look out behind you
i should be asleep
it's gotta be going on 3 or 4 am
hazily i look at the clock and try not to be your friend
three hours is just not enough
to go on today
to go on tomorrow
if one more thing goes wrong today
it's days like these you find out who your friends really are