Dark Room - The Faction

Sleep does not exist at all, my efforts are in vain

I strike a match to light a smoke, a whisper speaks my name

Moonlight penetrates the shade, there’s an image up on the wall

What has entered by blackened world, a whisper makes it’s call

When you finally wake up, your memory won’t recall

What’s about to happen in this dark room, you will arise and that is all

Thinking that it was just a thought, a trick I played on me

I laugh aloud but to myself, I could have sworn that I just screamed my head off

Desperation gets me out, I gotta get some sleep

Food, the late show never help, you don’t even bother counting sheep

Back into my dark room where my thoughts all reign supreme

After my fourth cigarette that whisper’s getting mean

Dead weight lies beside me, so I turn the other way

«Your bed holds not security»

I heard the whisper say