Nighttime Lyrics

There's somethin' 'bout the night time

It's running up on my time

Make me think about the white lines

That are filling up my skyline

That meaning, it's empty

That feeling, it's left me

My passion, it's dead, me?

Feeling real empty

Only happens when I'm alone at night

And I cannot begin to fight

The demons in my closet, no deposit

With a safe that can make me smile on a rainy day

Metaphorically, I'm all over the place

Dead for door bell rings, not go'n' overtake

Make me sell more things, the more I overthink

This time of day has gotten me thinking more extreme

Penning all the things I make sure to remember

I say it's important things, thinking on more of things

That may be unhelpful in the grander scheme of things

What am I but a being?

Seeing empty reasons have got me deadly leaning

Onto the side I never wanna be at

It's like I'm reliving being T-boned by a fiat

I guarantee the little things are opening traumatic scenes

I'm thirsty, gotta take a drink

There's somethin' 'bout the night time

It's running up on my time

Make me think about the white lines

That are filling up my skyline

There's somethin' 'bout the night time

It's running up on my time

Make me think about the white lines

That are filling up my skyline

Feel like I'm fighting circadian rhythms

Wishing I could fall asleep quicker

Relax and see the bigger picture

And not focus on the internet or mind schisms

My bad dreams deal with my anxiety

Tired me cannot seem to fake my piety

It always die with me or a lie that leaves

The mouth that I speak with when I'm asked why

I'm sad or peeved

It might just be some garden-variety

And I'm stressing 'cause society

Put it on a pedestal of notoriety

My higher team testing my sobriety

I guess my plans need a little contrariety

Unjustifiably, I'm bearing the weight of neurotic nimiety

Undeniably, already took a hold on my psychiatry

Please, give me a reason to say goodbye

I'm having a hard time getting some with the shit I defy

I'm quietly acknowledging that calliope

That has supplanted humor into my compliancy

Don't be mistaken, I'm not patient, not sated

My assailant is courageous

Unfortunately, not the greatest test of payment

Your awareness a little too latent

Now the real agent is hidden among the people

Biting me in the ass

Those snakes slither fast when they hiding in the grass

I got to think fast, pick a target, click, blast

And they gone

Reveal the face like Vader and I shoot the air in anger

I am the man who killed himself

I have nothing to say but danger

Don't make a mistake and run for cells

I have nothing to blame, I have no savior

There's somethin' 'bout the night time

It's running up on my time

Make me think about the white lines

That are filling up my skyline