3 Am کے بول

It seems so hard, fucking time i'm all alone and there's nothing to do i'm sick and tired of starting at the fucking walls of my fucking bedroom i think of her, but she's far away i wonder if she's thinking of me what can i do if she's not here there's nothing on the radio and nothing on tv it makes me ask why can't i rush the time i'm lonely with my doubt it's 3 am i try to sleep i spend hours lying on my bed i look to the clock it's 3:15 i'm starting to go crazy, this is fucking time is making me sad i turn on lights, i turn off lights i'm so tired but i can't sleep so i try to find something to do cause this paranoia is kinda sick