Tryptophan

I don’t want to fight the heated fan
And the tryptophan
And my weed
Stay awake, I hear the reaper’s hand
Drag across my bed in the silence
I don’t wanna go now
Just wanna stay asleep
It don’t hurt now
Where’s the pain
Now I’m old and I don’t understand
Where I’m going
The floor is cold
The floor is all i have
Holding me up
In the darkness
I don’t want to go now
Just wanna stay asleep
It don’t hurt now
Where’s the pain
Where’s the pain