Six Inch Coiler - Choke

laid awake all night preoccupied 
rummaging through 
stacks of dreams that have been pushed aside 
so it seems in every case all that i find 
is expired aspirations built to lies 
so i complain 
again another miss, i never gain 
i've waiting for so long 
i push to follow through, it never seems to show that way 
in myself, tired of this slow pace 
promised everything 
force fed shit that i will eat 
i'll be na¯ve 
just this last time 
stuffed in my face 
wake up every day 
find myself int he same place 
my hope defaced 
it serves me right 
everyday i'm fed the same 
cannot complete 
what's in the way 
why can't i sleep 
cannot be optimistic 
what will it take 
cannot complete 
everyday i feel the sand 
and nothing's ever going to take my dignity