Sleep - Live in Mexico City

"They're these terrors
And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat
Night, uh, they're not like tremors, they're worse than tremors
They're-they're these terrors
Like last night, uh, they're not like tremors, they're worse than tremors
They're-they're these terrors
And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and
It's like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing"

Are you tired?
(And I feel like I'm being choked and I can't breathe, and then I shake and I convulse)
Do you think you need to sleep? (And sometimes when I'm trying to sleep)
(And I have these-these waking, uh, confessions)

Some say now suffer all the children
And walk away a savior
Or a madman and polluted
From gutter institutions
Don't you breathe for me
Undeserving of your sympathy
'Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did

And through it all
How could you cry for me?
'Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes
Kiss me goodbye
And sleep
Just sleep

The hardest part
Is letting go of (your dreams)

A drink for the horror that I'm in
For the good guys and the bad guys
For the monsters that I've been
Three cheers for tyranny
Unapologetic apathy
'Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again

And through it all
How could you cry for me?
'Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes
Kiss me goodbye
And sleep
Just sleep

The hardest part
Is the awful things that I've seen

Just sleep
Come on, sleep

Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Wake up!
Wa-wake up!
Wa-wake up!
Wa-wake up!
Wa-wake up!
Wa-wake up!
Wa-wake up!

(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)
And (ah) wake (ah), wake (ah) up!