The Sleeping Fan

Run motor

Run the motor

Run spinning rotation

The spinning rotation

And finding the rhythms

The motion

The aspirin

You could wake me up with silence and i could lose all control

Cause i said that i can't

That i'd stay and i'd never change

I had the rock but i lost it it's broken

And i spent everything i had

And i gave everything i could to you

And i left myself with nothing but a burning mess

I'm broken on the inside so turn the crack-down on me

I can't sleep alone

(it's all right)

It just don't feel right anymore

(i'll get by)

It's myself that i've lost track of now

(if i have to i'll fight)

It's inside so turn the crack-down

Grind my teeth say a prayer breathe as deep as i can

Cause i need air i can't dissolve control

Where does this fit in with anything and what's changing

Don't figure the outcome there's no sure pinpointing

I know that i'm not in defense of admitting defeat

I feel that there's nowhere to go and that's the problem

Are you friend or foe