Insomnia

Restless Nights: Battling the Grip of Insomnia
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Lyrics

Close my eyes but I can't shake my head.

Struggling to clear my mind despite closing my eyes.

Still not over those words you said,

Still affected by the hurtful words you spoke.

Tossin' and turnin' rolling in the night.

Restless and agitated, tossing and turning in bed.

She's tying knots, seems that nothing is right.

Metaphorical reference to relationship issues, feeling entangled and nothing going right.

Sweat on my brow, my adrenaline's flowing,

Physically reacting to stress, evident by sweating and increased adrenaline.

Eyes burning red, my anxiety's growing.

Experiencing heightened anxiety, depicted through red eyes.

As soon as I'm asleep, it will be tomorrow,

Anticipation of the next day fills the mind, adding to the sorrow.

And that just fills my head full of sorrow.

Anxiety about the future intensifies, contributing to sorrowful thoughts.


Insomnia's got the best of me,

Insomnia is negatively impacting the person's well-being.

I've got no choice but to stare at the ceiling.

Unable to sleep, forced to stare at the ceiling.

Insomnia has a hold on me,

Insomnia's grip on the individual, emphasizing the severity of the situation.

You don't even know the stress I'm feeling.

Expressing the unseen stress and pressure caused by insomnia.


Clock on the wall's moving faster and faster,

Time passing quickly, heightening the feeling of distress.

Your voice in my mind like a broken record.

Repetitive thoughts of your words, reminiscent of a broken record.

Tossing and turning, rolling in the night.

Continuing restlessness and turmoil in the night.

She's tying knots, seems that nothing is right.

Reiteration of feeling entangled and nothing going right in the relationship.

Feeling my heart, pounding like a drum,

Intense emotions, likened to a pounding drum, emphasizing the impact of the day.

Reminding me again that my day was too long.

Reflection on the length and challenges of the day.

Drank all my wine that my cuboard is bare,

Consuming all resources, possibly a metaphor for emotional exhaustion.

Still no escape from this waking nightmare.

No relief from the distressing state, trapped in a waking nightmare.

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