Seems this days already ended, Way before it has begun So why am I still lying here Being blinded by the sun But my alarm clock keeps on ringing, and all I need is five more, just five more minutes. Corpse-smell oozing, And this beds as cozy as a funeral I can taste the buzzing from my guts But I cant get up And just a couple of minutes ago I was drifting though the skies Swimming through a sea of desire