Sleep, Sleep, Repeat

I've slept on couches for the better part of the past few years
When I get bored I raid the fridge and drink the last two beers
I'm stealing quarters out of couches, eating crumbs off of the sheets
Don't really care to fix my life or get back on my feet
Sleep, sleep, repeat

The boredom's killing me, sit in the dark just twiddling my thumbs
'Round the mountain, she'll be riding six white horses when she comes
I'm pretty sure I haven't left the couch in what feels like a week
She must've got the wrong idea, I'll never have the time to meet
Sleep, sleep, repeat



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Writer(s): Joshua Riddle, Josh Riddle
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