AAA – Well Rested Lyrics

I'm sick of breathing in the smoke
of my mental illnesses cigerettes

the smell is on my clothes
I'm freezing it's not winter yet

but my fingers and my toes
are shivering beneath these sheets

and I feel so alone
I don't want to die I want to sleep

but no matter how hard I try
I never feel well-rested

I'm weeping in these clothes
the same ones I wore yesterday

but even worse I know

to change or bathe or slow
my hearbeat down to something normal

struggling to breath

but no matter how hard I try I never feel well-rested