Sinatra After Dark

When a swing is not enough and the surface just won't break
The measures that I've taken, added up, are all working against me
Waiting for the Diphenhydramine to take
I'd gladly take the mares of night for unwanted awareness

In the low

Maybe I'll go outside. Cold water to face. Stern look in mirror
The filaments are buzzing while I'm out looking for spirits
Things scattered all about the place
Maybe it's the order
Maybe it's the race
That I feel I won't win unless I make some changes

In the low

I don't want it this way
I gotta pull myself - pull myself together
I left the backdoor wide open
And they came right in
To pull myself - pull myself apart

I’m like a rag doll sewn together; ripped and frayed
Unconscious of the patches I've earned. More the tears and deformity
Now the body's had enough and the moon gives me a break
The breaths I've caught up with; I'm holding for safe keeping

In the low

I don't want it this way
I gotta pull myself - pull myself together
I left the backdoor wide open
And they came right in
To pull myself - pull myself apart
Pull myself - pull myself together
Pull myself - pull myself apart