The Sleeping Fan

The motor run

The motor hum

Spinning

Rotation

The motor run, the motor hum - (wake me up with silence)

The spinning rotation - (and I could lose all control)

Finding the rhythms - (cos I said that I can't that I’d stay and I’d never change)

The motion, the aspirin - (I had the rock but I lost it it's broken)

And I spent everything I had

And I gave everything I could to you

And I left myself with nothing

A burning mess

I’m broken

On the inside

Turn the crack-down on me

And I can't sleep alone (it's all right)

It just don't, don’t feel right anymore (I’ll get by)

It's of myself that I’ve lost track of now (if I have to I’ll fight)

It's inside so turn the crack-down

Grind my teeth

Say a prayer

Breathe as deep as I can

‘Cos I need air

I can't dissolve control

And where does this fit in with everything?

What's changing?

Don't figure the outcome

There's no sure pinpointing

I know that I’m not in defense of admitting defeat

And I can't sleep alone (it's all right)

It just don't, don’t feel right anymore (I’ll get by)

It's of myself that I’ve lost track of now (if I have to I’ll fight)

It's inside so turn the crack-down

And I feel

There's nowhere to go

And that's the problem

Are you friend or foe?