Из альбома: What We Made

Verse 1:




It's worse by the day now, every time I lay down

Words come alive in my head and they play loud

It's like they cant find a way out

Wanna pull the plug on their party, its starting

To worry me, cant get to sleep when I wanna do

How would you feel if your lyrics just followed you?

Everywhere you went from the street to the bed

And repeated through the night everything you said

Tried so many things, pen and a pad

By the side of my bed but its sending me mad

Every time I recline, I decline to opine

But there's always a rhyme at the back of my mind

Tried sippin on bottles of wine when I dine,

So sleep I can find when its time for bedtime

Rest my head fine, but its just no use

Sentences now they forming queues

I reckon, Its worse me than bein heckled

Right now my brains just a broken record

Sleep diminishes, when I start a song

And my mind wont stop cos I always gotta finish it

And when that songs done through to the end

The same track starts all over again

Its like my mind cant function, needs words to munch on

Came to a junction where traffic don't stop



Chorus:



Counting sheep and they never ever go

Losing sleep cos the words just flow

Sounds in my head like a radio

Lay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked

Seems like the verse has become my foe

At war in my head and he don't wanna go

Til ive laid him to rest in the studio

Stay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked



Verse 2:



There aint nothing that's appealing looking at the ceiling

Your eyes wide open wishing you were dreaming

(dreaming) And still the words keep streaming

Its only ever stops when I put em to rest

Then ive shooken the stress, no less

Plus ive tooken the best take lets say I ever coulda taken

Lost weeks of sleep so I had to be patient

You could be forsaken for thinking im mental

I let it all out in the vocal booth,

Syllables putting 'em to soulful use

Released from within this aint a joke its truth

Once I put em in a song, they can never bother me

What the hell is wrong with me, I didn't choose it

Absurd, why I gotta lock these words in the music

Some would say im blessed with a talent and yes

But only when im dead will they give it a rest



(Chorus)



Bridge:



Tell me what's the reason I'm still fighting demons

I'm asking what is their significance

Tell me whatís the reason I'm still fighting demons

I'm pleading, I only wanna get some sleep



(Chorus)

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