Counting Sheep
I'm sorry for feeling sorry for myself
Feeling helpless could be helpful with a little help
Hoplessly hopeful that my dreams would come true
It's hard to focus when it's only day dreaming I do
I'd be thoughfully thoughtless if I thought it would work
But I've been working on my thought process now my brain hurts
In bed, wide eyed, awake
I pray to God, if he exists, my mind he'll take
Never any sleep between these sheets
But I've been counting sheeps for weeks
Inside my head, when I'm in bed
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
I'll go insane if I don't get some rest
Why am I emotional when I am motionless
Lately it's been getting later till I drift away
But I know fourty winks later I'll be fast awake
Getting bored of bordering the state of conciousness
I'm half asleep the whole time, three-quarters at best
Down I lie to try and get myself some shut eye
To no surprise, I find my eyelids are avoiding my eyes
I'm tired
Never any sleep between these sheets
But I've been counting sheeps for weeks
Inside my head, when I'm in bed
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Feeling helpless could be helpful with a little help
Hoplessly hopeful that my dreams would come true
It's hard to focus when it's only day dreaming I do
I'd be thoughfully thoughtless if I thought it would work
But I've been working on my thought process now my brain hurts
In bed, wide eyed, awake
I pray to God, if he exists, my mind he'll take
Never any sleep between these sheets
But I've been counting sheeps for weeks
Inside my head, when I'm in bed
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
I'll go insane if I don't get some rest
Why am I emotional when I am motionless
Lately it's been getting later till I drift away
But I know fourty winks later I'll be fast awake
Getting bored of bordering the state of conciousness
I'm half asleep the whole time, three-quarters at best
Down I lie to try and get myself some shut eye
To no surprise, I find my eyelids are avoiding my eyes
I'm tired
Never any sleep between these sheets
But I've been counting sheeps for weeks
Inside my head, when I'm in bed
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Fighting the night by writing
Lyrics describing
The act of sleep depriving
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Duce, Benjamin Sansom, Declan Hart, Edward Thrower
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