Calliope - Tired on the Wired Lyrics

It's been hard
Doing anything
It's after two
AM, AM
A grasping palm
Digits round my heart
They're after you
Praying, praying

I'm tired on the wired
Don't know what to do with my self
I'm sidin' with the fire
To get out of dishevelment

The way I feel
Is like a tiny flickering flame
Power spirals in
My head, my head, my head
The waning sea
Which I have fallen in
Whispering the words
To the spirit in my bed

I'm tired on the wired
Don't know what to do with my self
I'm sidin' with the fire
To get out of dishevelment
I'm tired on the wired
Don't know what to do with my self
I'm sidin' with the fire
To get out of dishevelment