Twenty-four

All I do,
Can't help feelin' this way.
Got me spinnin',
Every single fuckin' day.

I need to yell.
I need to scream.
I need to fly.
I need to dream.

Twenty-four,
Can't remember which path to take.
Brand new day,
Lose myself every time I awake.

My Reason to love?
My Reason to be?
My Reason to live?
My Reason to see?

Blinded by touch,
This feeling I can't feel.
Invisible,
Rotation, spinning, so surreal...

Strong urge to kill.
Strong urge to die.
Strong urge to write.
Strong urge to cry.