What Now - Dr Sin

I’m sick of thinking

It’s late but I can’t sleep

It’s slowly killing me

I feel like drinking

Something to kill the pain

Some fuel to numb my brain

I hate, I hate when

I’m missing you

What now, I don’t know what

I’m gonna do

The clock is ticking

This shit is getting deep

I think I’ve lost my mind

It ain’t that easy

My head keeps spinning round

Feels like I’m gonna drawn

If there’s a way to

Let you know

How everything just

Come and goes

We had a dream and

Now it’s gone

Now I’m a prisioner

All alone