Counting Sheep

Well don't cry your eyes out

On the ballroom floor

We're all murderers

In a martyr's world

So don't cry your eyes out

We're only lonely

When we're half awake

And it's only a matter of time

This pillow talk illusion

It feels so real

Just get me out of here

All you talk about is counting sheep

Anything to fall asleep

No light behind the window

Time just builds

Slowly kills

This pillow talk illusion

It feels so real

Illusion

It feels so real

So real

We don't give a f*ck who you are

This time of night

Miserable empty arms

They tend to put up a fight

So when you open your mouth

You better bite your tongue

And God knows

You're not the only one

And it's only a matter of time

This pillow talk illusion

It feels so real

Just get me out of here

All you talk about is counting sheep

Anything to fall asleep

No light behind the window

Time just builds

Slowly kills

This pillow talk illusion

It feels so real

Illusion

It feels so real

So real