It's worse by the day now, every time I lay down
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Words come alive in my head and they play loud
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It's like they can't find a way out
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Wanna pull the plug on their party, it's starting
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To worry me, can't get to sleep when I wanna do
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How would you feel if your lyrics just followed you?
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Everywhere you went from the street to the bed
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And repeated through the night everything you said
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Tried so many things, pen and a pad
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By the side of my bed but it's sending me mad
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Every time I recline, I decline to opine
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But there's always a rhyme at the back of my mind
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Tried sippin on bottles of wine when I dine,
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So sleep I can find when it's time for bedtime
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Rest my head fine, but it's just no use
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Sentences now they forming queues
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I reckon, It's worse me than bein heckled
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Right now my brains just a broken record
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Sleep diminishes, when I start a song
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And my mind won't stop cause I always gotta finish it
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And when that songs done through to the end
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The same track starts all over again
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It's like my mind can't function, needs words to munch on
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Came to a junction where traffic don't stop
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Counting sheep and they never ever go
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Losing sleep cause the words just flow
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Sounds in my head like a radio
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Lay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked
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Seems like the verse has become my foe
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At war in my head and he don't wanna go
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Til I've laid him to rest in the studio
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Stay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked
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There ain't nothing that's appealing looking at the ceiling
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Your eyes wide open wishing you were dreaming
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(Dreaming) And still the words keep streaming
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It's only ever stops when I put em to rest
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Then I've shooken the stress, no less
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Plus I've tooken the best take let's say I ever coulda taken
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Lost weeks of sleep so I had to be patient
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You could be forsaken for thinking I'm mental
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I let it all out in the vocal booth,
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Syllables putting 'em to soulful use
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Released from within this ain't a joke it's truth
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Once I put em in a song, they can never bother me
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What the hell is wrong with me, I didn't choose it
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Absurd, why I gotta lock these words in the music
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Some would say I'm blessed with a talent and yes
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But only when I'm dead will they give it a rest
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Tell me what's the reason I'm still fighting demons
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I'm asking what is their significance
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Tell me what's the reason I'm still fighting demons
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I'm pleading, I only wanna get some sleep
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No Sleep For The Wicked
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