Sleep to Dream

(One, two, three)

Well, I told you how I feel, but you don't care
I say tell me the truth, but you don't dare
You say love is a hell that you cannot bear
I say give me mine back and take your ass on there
For all I care

I've got my feet on the ground
And I don't sleep to dream
You got your head in the clouds
And you're ain't all what you seem
This mind, this body, this voice cannot be stifled
By your deviant ways
So don't you come here with that
I've got my own hell to raise

I've never been so insulted in all of my life
I'd have to swallow up the sea to wash down the pride
You run like a fool just to be at my side
Now you're running like another fool, you're running to hide
And I just can't abide

I've got my feet on the ground
And I don't go to sleep to dream
You got your head in the clouds
And you're ain't all what you seem
This mind, this voice, this body cannot be stifled
By your deviant ways
So don't you come here with that
I've got my own hell to raise

Don't you plead your case, don't even bother to explain
Don't even show your face, 'cause it'll cry in shame
Just go back to the rock from under which you came
And take the sorrow and everything you should claim
And don't forget the blame

I've got my feet on the ground
And I do not sleep to dream
You got your head in the clouds
And you're ain't all what you seem
This voice, this mind, this body can't be stifled
By your deviant ways
I've got my own hell to raise

Don't even try it
Don't you come here with that
I've got my own hell to raise
You can't stifle my dreams, my body, my mind
This voice
I've got my own hell to raise
I've got my own hell to raise



Credits
Writer(s): Fiona Apple Maggart
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