Testo Make My Bed

Drowning in all my thoughts
Fearing  I know all
Spinning  away the night in bed
Fumbling through the signs
Hoping to find new light
I  can't even justify to hang my head

Shame  we can't walk straight tonight That cold blood mixture on my mind
So  many ways I can't decide
Never listen to your head
Never listen to your heart

Can't stop spinning around it
Can't  stop, I want to be grounded
Can't find a place to hang my head

All worn out and talking slow
Might need rest, but I won't let go
Not until I remake my bed


All worn out and talking slow Might need rest, but I won't let go
Not until I remake my bed