Thing ring about ten past two
I ain't slept hey, how about you
Take a guess yeah, a shot in the dark
Or better yet between the eyes
I'm a corpse in a bad disguise

I spent ten solid hours
Staring at the ceiling
Checking on my pulse
For the rhythm-less beating
And I wanna sleep
But I cannot sleep
I would gladly die
So that I can sleep

Poster boy for abusing health
I don't know what to do with myself
Things are bad after things are good
Everybody's on reset
Cup of tea and a cigarette

I spent ten solid hours
Staring at the tele
Had a little bit of food
But I didn't have the belly
And I wanna sleep
But I cannot sleep
I would gladly die
So that I can sleep

And I wanna sleep
But I cannot sleep
I would gladly die
So that I can sleep
That's the price I pay
It's my livelihood
I tell you things are bad
After things are good