Sleep - Sivu

I’m a lord, I’m a poor soul, I’m a plague

I’m the cruel part of life’s sleight of hand

I am drool, I am your coffin, I am your plea

I’m the person you never wanted to be

I’ll be your eyes in your sockets, I’m your slave

I’ll break what’s left of you and hide it away

I’m a cruel, cold-hearted waste of space

Now let me sleep so I can slip away

I am a knife counting my footsteps from your wound

I am a cross stitch that will take you to the moon

I am a man, I have a purpose, I am your key

Won’t you lay here, won’t you stay here with me

I’ll be your eyes in your socket I’m your slave

I’ll break what’s left of you and hide it away

I’m a cruel, cold-hearted waste of space

Now let me sleep so I can slip away

I’ll be your eyes in your sockets I’m your slave

I’ll break what’s left of you and hide it away

I’ll be the stones in your pockets, I’m dead weight

I’ll break what’s left of you and hide it away

I’m a cruel, cold-hearted waste of space

Now let me sleep so I can slip away