Half finished, half baked, half wit.
Lyrics
Head is so heavy
focus is lost
Eyes have been burnin’
Blurry and crossed
Before I crowd my lonely pillow,
Your face invades my head
It seems a lifetime I been waitin’,
To get into bed.
Constantly drifting
Nothing is real.
Bumps wake me too late
Brakes start to squeal.
Before I crowd my lonely pillow,
Your face invades my head
It seems a lifetime I been waitin’,
To get into bed.
Two tons of steel rolling down that hill.
And I swear I seen the clouds beneath me.
End over end, back upright again
I can fly, I can descend.
Maybe I’m missin’
Maybe I’m dead
I wished that I listened
And stayed in your bed.
Before I crowd my lonely pillow,
Your face invades my head
It seems a lifetime I been waitin’,
To get back to bed.
Before I grab my eternal pillow,
Your voice, it raids my head
You beg but I just never listen
Go back to bed, go back to bed.
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