Woorden: No Use For A Name. Keep Them Confused. Apparition.

I'm sick of everything, I can't get out of bed
Just lay here, someone pull me out
I'm tired of these thoughts, the world moves outside
Feel like a ghost, rejected by the living

Everybody is so impressed with the things the say
I take a look at what a joke it is and then lock myself away

Come on ego you fool, I see your apparition in the doorway
Beckoning me, promising to be here
When the planet lets me down, you'll still be around

Unconscious and awake, miscounting all the sheep
Too late for a peaceful night of sleep
A nightmare comes and goes, I can't remember it
It's sinking, the holes are filling my ship


Everybody is laughing at the man out on the blow
I'm learning now that nothing in common
Is better than finding out

Come on ego you fool, I see your apparition in the doorway
Beckoning me, promising to be here
When the planet lets me down, you'll still be around

I'm sick of everything,
I can't get out of bed just lay here like I'm dead