Sleep

Hi, it's me I'm bored again
All is well I'm not insane
I've been drunk for seven days
Everything is fine

I made some friend's, broke the ice
Then I ate some bread and cheese
To gain some weight to keep me warm
Everything's OK

It's me delivering psychosis
Over the phone to you
I color your world blue
Ten thousand miles from you
I'm sinking all alone
Treading new waters
Where is my buoy?

The van smells like a dirty sock
Everyone has got the flu
I'd rather be sick of you
I'd rather be asleep
(Yeah, right!)

It's me delivering psychosis
Over the phone to you
I color your world blue
Ten thousand miles from you
I'm sinking all alone
Treading new waters
I miss you my buoy

When I get home
The band will have it's first hit song
You and I will buy some ring's
And a suburban home
I'll bring home, the bacon bit's
We'll make our parents grandparents
I'll take you out, to breakfast at night
And then we'll go to sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Thompson
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