Everyone's Asleep in the House but Me

Everyone's asleep in the house but me They've long since caved in to the promise of dreams Everyone's asleep Suspending reality I'm trying to walk a straight line But it's so hard with these crossed eyes... Everyone's asleep while I wrestle with the heat This aging sweat silhouette knows that the deviant in me wants to go out I've a thirst for skirts and hell to raise Won't someone sing into my mouth? I'll do the same But I'm killing time in a ghost town Dim lights and dull sounds This is what it's like to be dead and leave behind Little more than a stain in the carpet