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I've been trying not to think about What might happen after all the drinks ware off I find myself walking home just to find myself If I could find my keys, I would leave But I've had too much to drive in any kind of straight line And I've been trying not to think about What might happen after all the lack of sleep wears off I find myself running home just to find myself I'm sick of grinding my teeth on these six strings And I spend too much time alone and I am tired Tired of grinding my teeth on all these six strings I'm sick of grinding my teeth of all these sick dreams I'm sick of grinding my teeth It's hard when I've spent half my life Trying to kick all the things that I sworn would never be a part of my life But now they're pretty much controlling my mind And I'm pretty sure sick of me and the way that I think I still spend too much time at home but I am trying Not to fuck this up I won't fuck this up I'm sick fo grinding my teeth on these six strings I'm sick of grinding my teeth on all these sick dreams I'm sick of grinding my teeth It's our house It's our house And no one else is allowed Aus Songtexte Mania