4 am.
It's 4 am,
The clock doesn't move.
I can't sleep,
My mind keeps switching,
mentality through the sorrow,
tired, in pain.
I feel useless,
Like a grain of sand,
A sand of time,
meaningless like the past.
I keep my hopes up,
That one day time will...
The clock doesn't move.
I can't sleep,
My mind keeps switching,
mentality through the sorrow,
tired, in pain.
I feel useless,
Like a grain of sand,
A sand of time,
meaningless like the past.
I keep my hopes up,
That one day time will...