Sleep Walking

the sound of my lungs breathing cells singing heart beating is making my skin crawling eyes rolling stomach sinking
all these things i can't help but do
but if they would hush, then maybe i'd hear you.

and the smell of my breath breathing skin sweating feet reeking is making my eyes rolling heart pounding dreams drowning
all these things are driving me crazy
but if they would slow down i wouldn't call 'em lazy. woo.

now it's too quiet in this room and i've been sleep walking since noon.
but it's all i really want to do
when i'm not, when i'm not doing you.

the feel of my head pounding fist clenching teeth grinding is making my skin sweating stomach sinking dreams drowning
all these things make me believe
that my heart is a blip on the sonar screen of some submarine.
but i don't know, no i don't really know, no i don't know how it got so far out to sea.