Brain Stew

Brain Stew
I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own, here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own, here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My senses dulled
Passed the point of delirium
On my own, here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own, here we go
En 'Brain Stew' de Green Day, la angustia y la frustración se entrelazan en una experiencia insomne descrita con intensidad. La lucha por conciliar el sueño se convierte en un tormento, mientras los pensamientos frenéticos no dan tregua...