Hurt No More, Reality Is Here

I feel some kind of soul pain

It pours light like a sunny rain

It makes me think unwise

Not going to bed at sunrise

Lack of sleep defines my story

I would kill my endless glory

Insomnia takes place over again

It hits like a fast overloaded train

Not going anywhere else this time

Life is giving only ripe fruit of lime

Thinking of the years that have gone

Life is just showing a bitter part of everyone

But who wants to sleep when world is running late

It’s all about you to turn time into your best mate.