Morning came, brought anxiety
With it's closest friends, self-loathing, misery
All the things in places they happened to fall
All solace has been lost, sleepwalking through
These days that never let me feel relief
Living just for that bitter aftertaste
This self-destructive tendency
A self-fulfilling prophecy
Nightfall, never get things right
Staring through the fog that sleeps behind your eyes
Anxieties, buried deep as bones
All solace has been lost, sleepwalking through
These days that never let me feel relief
Living just for that bitter aftertaste
This self-destructive tendency
A self-fulfilling prophecy
Built in to the system, a failsafe control
To shut down everything
The last call
All solace has been lost, sleepwalking through
These days that never let me feel relief
Living just for that bitter aftertaste
This self-destructive tendency
A self-fulfilling prophecy
This self-destructive tendency
A self-fulfilling prophecy