LYRICS BOX: [Verse 1] I woke up standing in the hallway light Bare feet cold on a floor I don’t remember There was dust on my hands And a moon in the window Looking at me like it knew better My room was breathing like a broken lung Posters peeling off the wall in silence I could hear my name From the back of my brain But it sounded like somebody lying [Pre-Chorus] I’m not awake I’m not gone I’m just somewhere in between With my eyes wide open And a head full of dreams [Chorus] I’ve been sleepwalking through my own life Bumping into ghosts in the middle of the night I keep reaching for a door I’ve already walked through before And I don’t know what I’m looking for I’ve been sleepwalking with a dead phone Calling up people who don’t call home I’m awake enough to break But too tired to feel right I’ve been sleepwalking through my own life [Verse 2] There’s a shirt on the chair from a better year Smells like smoke and somebody’s basement Back when every scar Was a future star And every bad choice felt amazing Now the ceiling fan spins like a tired excuse And the TV whispers through the static I keep losing days In a purple haze Making sadness look automatic [Pre-Chorus] I’m not healed I’m not ruined I’m just cracked along the seams With my shoes still on And blood in my dreams [Chorus] I’ve been sleepwalking through my own life Bumping into ghosts in the middle of the night I keep reaching for a door I’ve already walked through before And I don’t know what I’m looking for I’ve been sleepwalking with a dead phone Calling up people who don’t call home I’m awake enough to break But too tired to feel right I’ve been sleepwalking through my own life [Bridge] Maybe I’m afraid of waking up And seeing what I’ve done Maybe all this darkness Is just hiding from the sun Maybe I keep moving So I don’t have to choose Between the boy I buried And the man I’m scared to lose I leave my body every night Just to prove I’m still alive I leave my body every night But I never get outside [Final Chorus] I’ve been sleepwalking through my own life Bumping into ghosts in the middle of the night I keep reaching for a door I’ve already walked through before And I don’t know what I’m looking for I’ve been sleepwalking with a dead phone Calling up people who don’t call home I’m awake enough to break But too tired to feel right I’ve been sleepwalking through my own life [Outro] I woke up standing in the hallway light Bare feet cold on a floor I don’t remember If I make it back to bed tonight Maybe morning comes softer Maybe morning comes better
