No I won’t sleep at night br Cause I breathe better when its night time br That’s when I can vanish a little br And drift my identity away br No one will ever find out br What revolves around me, br Doesn’t attract their attention. br br I hate it when the sun rises br I’ll pretend that I’m not here br I’ll sleep through the day br There’s no use to be awake or alive br I’ll die of boredom anyway br And people like this routine of mine, br Better this way. br br I can’t understand, I don’t understand br How everyday tells the same old story br Tomorrow will kill me with another sad news br And I’m not missing yesterday br The planet doesn't spin around me, br And gravity doesn't want to work its magic on me. br br The sun fades in again br I feel as lonely as a poor nightingale br Feel as tiny as a hopeless red ant br I don’t want to keep up with the trend br When my presence doesn’t please them br It’s better to be locked up in here br And watch as the night goes blue. br br When the morning arrives br I’ll be dreaming sweet dreams br I’ll dream on till reality doesn’t hurt as much br Tears and laughter can wait br I’ll wait patiently for the moon to show up br For me to reveal what i'm keeping inside.br br Lara W.