the sleeping fan

Lyrics

the motor run, the motor hum, spinning, rotation, the motor run, the motor hum -, the spinning rotation -, finding the rhythms -, the motion, the aspirin -, and i spent everything i had, and i gave everything i could to you, and i left myself with nothing, a burning mess, i'm broken, on the inside, turn the crack-down on me, and i can't sleep alone, it just don't, don't feel right anymore, it's of myself that i've lost track of now, it's inside so turn the crack-down, grind my teeth, say a prayer, breathe as deep as i can, 'cos i need air, i can't dissolve control, and where does this fit in with everything?, what's changing?, don't figure the outcome, there's no sure pinpointing, i know that i'm not in defense of admitting defeat, and i can't sleep alone, it just don't, don't feel right anymore, it's of myself that i've lost track of now, it's inside so turn the crack-down, and i feel, there's nowhere to go, and that's the problem, are you friend or foe?