3 AM

At 3 AM The curtains and the walls start confessing And I feel my own pulse in my face I've only been getting myself sick With a self-destructive kind of thinking My mind don't take a day off I wish it would take a day off And even in the silence I hear voices (You should be afraid) They all say "You're getting older The world's getting colder It's a long way down You could have done better But it's now or never And you have to face it now" At 3 AM The curtains and the walls start confessing And I hear my own blood in my ears I could scream until my lungs give And try to fix it My own thoughts I can't resist them And even in the silence I hear voices (You should be afraid) They all say "You're getting older The world's getting colder It's a long way down You could have done better But it's now or never And you have to face it now"