Il testo della Siesta loca

I think i'd be better off alone
Locked away inside a room without any doors
Is this really what i was meant to be
Is this really all there is for me
Someone tell me that theres something more then this
Could i be better off asleep

The small hand slowly ticks a way
Reminding me again that its just a passing phase
A cigarette to calm my nerves
Anything to pass the time and passify the hurt

Someone wake me when this is over
Someone tell me when this is over

Someone wake me when this is over
Someone wake me when this is over