Sleep
On
Bright lights still in your house
6am you look around
And realise that there is no one
Wake up on your floor
Rub your swollen eyes
Your head is pounding to the stereo
The party is over
The prizes are all won and you got no one
Sleep on
Walking through this mess like it is your home
Sleep on, child
Black dog at your door
Always wanting more
And he always finds a way in
If you ever looked at yourself
I think that you'd move out
You'd move away from what they're saying
You're sunk up to your shoulders
This muddy life you live, you're in it way too deep
The party is over
The prizes are all won and you got no one
Sleep on walking through this mess, like it is your home
Sleep on, child
Sleep in the night
Sleep on
Black dog at your door
Scratchin' it up some more
Just makin' sure
There's someone in there
Sleep on walking through this mess, like it is your home
Sleep on, child
Sleep in the night
Sleep on
Words by Angela Rinaldi
© 2009 Suspicious Bird Records
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