I've got no time at all except for all the time in the world to get my head out of my a** and stop living with regret. sleeping, tossing and turning, because my life is burning down old bridges and burning out. and maybe i should just stop wasting this time and start living up to what's mine. because i just used to be me and that used to mean something. but now my thoughts and my actions don't coincide. theres been a homicide, i've k**ed someone. someone inside my heart and soul. someone who used to be known. but pride and dignity have been thrown out the window. and maybe i should care. sleeping, tossing and turning because my life is burning down, and i can't leave this town because the bridge is out.