The Ableist, Adam Galanski - Lullaby Lyrics

It's come time to build some new coping skills
That won't contribute to the end of my life
Not to be dismal but I always took pride
Through all of the years I pursued my demise

When you're nothing if not haunted
There's no solace in your sleep
And with no rest for the wicked
Your nightmares become real

If I am to consider a prospective, full life
I need to embrace and embody the hope
That shimmers in blackness through traumatic reprise
Though the concern in the present is to get through the night

When you're nothing if not haunted
There's no solace in your sleep
And with no rest for the wicked
Your nightmares become real