Sleepy

I've been extra sleepy in the morning,
And I can't settle in the eve
See, I've been looking for a rhythm,
But all I hear is myself think
I thought by now I'd have an answer,
But I'm still chasing figures in the
night I've left them lead me far away,
But I'm not sleeping anyway
I'm gonna look them in the eye
And say

I don't know where you've come from
But could you tell me all about it?
Don't know the way to get home,
But I'm not mad about it

Been turning sideways in my bedsheets I have no need for an alarm
When I boot up my system,
I have no feeling in my arms
Is there something I'm not getting?
Is there some kind of reason for it all?
I've built up resistance to the stages of
existence between sleeping pills and alcohol

I don't know where you've come from
But could you tell me all about it?
Don't know the way to get home,
I'm not mad about it

I'm so so sleepy

I don't know where you've come from
But could you tell me all about it?
Don't know the way to get home,
I'm not mad about it

I'm not mad about it



Credits
Writer(s): Maxime Gregory Trippenbach, Adam Joseph Tell
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