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-stained
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
And I'll do the same

I'm killing time
In a ghost town
Dim lights
And dull sounds

So this is what it's like
To be dead
And leave behind
Little more than
A stain in the carpet