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letra de sleep song - cult mountain

[hook]
unplug the clocks so i won’t check the time
daydreaming and dreaming, but sleep’s no friend of mine
lying in me bed but me bed’s telling lies
no rest for the wicked i guess i’ll sleep when i die

[verse 1: milkavelli]
and why’s it six a.m. again?
i stopped counting sheep and proceeded to k!lling them
i guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead that’s cool
i don’t even have a reason for this bed at all
dear alarm clock, why’m i setting you for?
when rest assured i won’t be resting at all
insomniac
my mattress is a concrete slab
and they wonder why i’m wide awake
when my blanket is a body bag
i’m dreaming of a tired state
but i’m just wide like cybersp-ce
tryna find a silent place where i can hibernate
but this whole sleep thing’s an acquired taste
eyes are glazed like the fireplace
and man are sleeping on bicycles
i’m green with envy now because i’m secretly trying to
like, what on earth has my world come to
i just wanna rest my head and let this curse undo
but it’s all bananas
i’m really doing what i can: i even wore pyjamas
got a hot water bottle so i be snug in bed
maybe catch a couple zeds but it’s all a drama
i’m bored of the palava
i guess i’ll be up ’til i die
but i don’t wanna shut my eyes when i’m touching the sky
or whatever you wanna call it i ain’t yawning
but now it’s seven in the morning, sh-t

[hook]
unplug the clocks so i won’t check the time
daydreaming and dreaming, but sleep’s no friend of mine
i’m lying in my bed but my bed’s telling lies
no rest for the wicked i guess i’ll sleep when i die

[verse 2: trellion]
yo, i can’t go to sleep
i can’t shut my eyes
see me slumped on the bed
then i must have died
but i’m still alive
someone dim the lights
that sh-t’s too bright
it’s getting in my eye
wide awake behind the frames of my nike shades
i’m out of it
life’s a maze but i find my way out of it
i don’t want the party to stop
i’m dreaming but i’m not dreaming like arthur and cop[?]
i’m your father pacing round the room with the candelabra
be drifting off but i’m still up like randy gardner
i’ve tried it all, from sleeping pills to ovaltine
to go to sleep is my only dream
it’s no secret
man that’s the sleepless[?] like the machinist
i don’t need ’em but go pick my pyjamas up from the cleaners
b-tch i’m tweaking
just give me a reason as if i need one
i’m the reason you some underachievers nothing but dreamers

[verse 3: lee scott]
sleepless nights, amplify the creaking pipes
and the footsteps of the creeping mice
they say you sleep for a third of your life
minus a third of your right, to be precise
from the floor to the couch to the bed
to the futon, relax with shoes on
no clouds, but the moon’s gone
the sun’s coming up
i green screen a night sky on a light blue one
can’t sleep so why try
counting sheep, skip the next dozen
sleep is death’s cousin
and i’m feeling like [?] husband
the walls are closing in
i just shut me eyes wider
reword some lullabies so they rhyme nicer
baby rock me in a giant baby’s manger
swimming laps in an isolation chamber
i stew at every distant howl and tu-whit tu-whoo
what’s the point of sleeping anyway there’s too much sh-t to do
atheist, but i’m pleading with god
even a night nurse fell asleep on the job
i travel round me room in a travelodge from me travel log
’cause i’ve got an asbo from the land of nod
b-tter fingers tryna catch a nap
consecutive twelve hour shifts back-to-back
after that i’m too tired to sleep after that
i just grit me t–th and pretend
mister bear[?] if he still couldn’t sleep at the end

- cult mountain

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