Tomorrow (Crimpshrine)

Now I try to sort out my scattered life Lying awake on the floor Staring at the ceiling light Until I can see no more... Maybe I'll feel different tomorrow Maybe I never will But tonight I'm alone in this world My brain is busy but my soul's unfilled Think of all my so called friends Think of what they've done Maybe I could go blind faster Staring at the sun Maybe I'll feel different tomorrow Maybe I never will But tonight I'm alone in this world My brain is busy but my soul's unfilled Lying awake with watering eyes Not quite sure what for But when I leave this room tomorrow My tears will be left lying on the floor...