It's getting too hot in here...

My veins reaching the boiling point...

Spilling over into my bed...

Soggy dreams...

Cacti growing in my throat...

I might need some water...

Cool me down...

Down...

Quench my thirst for a good sleep...

So I don't have to worry about imaginary shadows...

Walking across my carpet...

Slowly touching my back when I roll over...

I'm too spastic...

Give me my peace...

My eyes can't hold these boulders no more...

Let me sink in my space...

Sleep...

Can you visit me again?

Cause lately you've been late coming home...

And it worries me...