She falls asleep the same way every nightshe dreams of new worlds in the TV light she's lonely
she's tired she's lonely she's crying it makes her feel like something is going on it makes her
feel like people are around to tell her she's alright to keep out the ngiht she wonders why she
feels this way she wonders if she'll ever be okay there's nothing she can laugh about no anthem
for a new tomorrow cut off a long time ago now no one wnats to hearabout it she thinks about
how everybody smiles but no one ever seems tohave the time to ever stop and try to think to
ever crack a little bit sheknows that someday things are gonna change things will get a little
betterbut it just seems like everyday it slips a little more and fades it shouldfeel good to be
alive the world keeps dropping back but she's still tryingshe leaves the TV on at night so she
won't have to keep on crawling insideherself