Blackout

....Now I’m struggling, I black out so I can’t dream
But I still see you sneaking through my weary head
I suffer from a drought of medicine to dull self-doubt
I just wanna drown you out with southern poison
If I had a drink for every Goddamn time I think
About your pale skin dressed in pink
Then at least I could sleep
If I had a shot for every Goddamn time I thought
About your face and what I lost
At least I’d get some sleep
Sleep, sleep, at least I’d get some sleep
Sleep, sleep, then at least I’d get some sleep…

Blackout - Senses Fail ; Life is Not A Waiting Room (2008)