Sangtekst: Letters To Cleo. Wholesale Meats And Fish. I Could Sleep (the Wuss Song).
It's okay that you forget
It's alright that you don't wanna remember
In your hands you've got a martyr's head
In your mind, I know that's what you wish you were
Turn the blue sky black
You're such a hard luck baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through this
I ain't as mystified as I am in it
If that's your ride
Well then you oughta get it
It's just as if I wasn't dreaming
It's all the same
'Cause I still wake up screaming
Turn my blue sky black
You're such a hard luck baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through this
You're a pilgrim in the boxcar
You can never look back too far
You can't even look back
You turn my blue sky black
You're such a hard luck baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through anything
It's alright that you don't wanna remember
In your hands you've got a martyr's head
In your mind, I know that's what you wish you were
Turn the blue sky black
You're such a hard luck baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through this
I ain't as mystified as I am in it
If that's your ride
Well then you oughta get it
It's just as if I wasn't dreaming
It's all the same
'Cause I still wake up screaming
Turn my blue sky black
You're such a hard luck baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through this
You're a pilgrim in the boxcar
You can never look back too far
You can't even look back
You turn my blue sky black
You're such a hard luck baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through anything
Letters To Cleo
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