It's 3 in the morning, and again I can't sleep

The meds aren't working, I drown in my dreams

Such a shameful bastard, lying to keep

A painful mask, and short-lived remedies

I'm through, my doctor's tried almost everything 

I don't want anymore pills, "cures", or lecturing

I'm sorry dear mother, I've not achieved anything

I can't face the world, and I can't make you proud of me