Sleeping Helps

I won’t shut the fuck up til I’m in my grave
No survival instinct and no soul to save
Your money you fuckers now while you can
There’s no bygones no bottom no escape plan
Your whole life out watch all the time just go
I’m flailing and screaming like al pacino
More Mr. Nice Guy, bitches, that’s my curse
If you thought I was bad before I got much worse

I blew up at my mom just the other day
Feel my back breaking down under all this weight
Just one fucking second, you hypocrite you
Know you got some bullshit in your life too
Bed again I guess because, Jesus, what else?
Whеn the waking world hurts only sleeping helps

I get caught up in thoughts of thе global war
6 decades of bloodshed make my mind sore
Ing over myself in a aero plane
Thinking if I was them would I be the same
Place same time where I was just a minute ago
Where my mind will take me next I don’t even know
Escape from this place enjoy your tomb
I tried counting sheep but couldn’t get past two
Bed again I guess cause Jesus what else?
When the waking world hurts only sleeping helps

Don’t you wake me up unless the house is on fire
Don’t you wake me up unless the house is on fire