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letra de sleep - ettrick shepherd

[verse 1]
going into the cave at 9pm
quiet night, quiet vibe, just me and my pen
cold beer on the side, wish everyone good night
cos i’m wrestling a dream and won’t sleep on the vibe
the studio truly feels like a dungeon
you don’t know what writing could do cos you ain’t done some
now i could make my bed, i’d rather generate success
either way i’m gonna sleep in it so f-ck a rest
crickets chirping while i’m working
every verse is like a sermon, it’s my purpose
so i surf it like a merman
and some might call me vermin or a nerd cos i’m so wordy, i’m deterring, now i’m heated up and burning
does hard work pay off? am i perceiving it right?
am i meeting requirements or just day-dreaming at night?
or maybe i’m just addicted to being awake
cos i hate the way i live and wanna be seeing a change

[verse 2]
f-ck, i can hardly sleep, cos my heart is week
my soul is broken, deep depression and it’s hard to beat
just when i thought that a snooze is what i need
tired all day, feel like death, chronic fatigue
2 hours of youtube, ain’t nothing to me
just to preoccupy my mind and put it at ease
put my phone down, just me and my thoughts
that’s scary cos i don’t wanna hear the beast in me talk
i’d much prefer to listen to jaque merell
speak about em and kells or whoever the f-ck else
f-ck staring reality in the face
“you’re worth it” – nah, that’s just a fallacy people say
my whole body is feelin’ so numb it hurts
and i’ve tried not trying – it doesn’t f-ckin’ work
so i retreat to a ruled a4 sheet
if not, make more beats
goin’ a-wall, f-ck sleep

[verse 3]
maybe it’s the solitude that i’m obsessed with
either chasing girls or chasing my next fix
hitting up girls that i wanna get with
or thinking ‘bout parties, i wasn’t on the guest list
the clock is reading 12
that’s four whole hours and i spent ‘em by myself
but when i’m with people i just end up taking ls
i wish that things were different but i feel like i’m in h-ll
i’m making music, it’s the only thing i’m doing well
well, it’s my gift like i’m under some kind of magic spell
6;30am i exit my den
and that night do the exact same thing again

- ettrick shepherd

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