Sleep

I don't see sunlight. I'm like a deppressed albino, even my beard is turning white....

Sleep tricks me into feeling like i've died, but
When I wake and open up my eyes, I
Go on living and lying like i'm alive.
So tired of running circles around you, and
Finding just what I allready knew,
The grass is allways greener and the view will never be
As beautiful as you!
So i'll go on living this life lying still,
Done with pushing this damn rock up that hill, and
I'll wait for what i'm waiting for until life or
Death find me right here lying still.