Now it's 3 AM and the walls are closing in
I can hear them whisper "that fool, he's done it again"
The air has turned cold, but I can't reach my window
So I lay here twisted and I pray for the dreams to flow
Another day done, plenty of work, but no fun
And in a bottle or a TV dinner is all that's come
One bad day leads to more, like the one drink that you pour
And becomes a lifetime of hopes and dreams ignored
I never made any specific plans
I'd always said and you knew I was just a simple man
And I never made any deals with you
I didn't know I needed to
You spend your whole life waiting for something to change
Something or someone come along and rearrange
Spend your whole damn life trying to climb just one rung
With nothing to do if it doesn't come
Now it's 3 AM and the walls are closing in
I can hear them whisper "that fool, he's done it again"
The air has turned cold, but I can't reach my window
So I lay here twisted and I pray for the dreams to flow
I lay here twisted and I pray for the dreams to flow
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