Endless Sleep

When you're walking in the street

Spoiling for a fight,

Hoping for a miracle

And there's no miracle in sight

Registerin zero

'cause you're bombed out on the blues,

You feel like some bad story

In yesterdays news.

It make you want to make lay face down

On the grass so brown,

Where the sun beats down

On the bakin ground.

To find sweet release

In endless sleep.

Endless sleep.

When you're hanging by a thread,

Clutchin at a straw,

Ain't got nothing left

And the world keeps shoutin more, more.

You haven't got an earthly

'cause your heart bust up inside.

Nobody you can turn to this time

No place you can hide.

Makes you want to lay face down

On the grass so brown

Where the sun beats down

On the bakin ground.

To find sweet release

In endless sleep.

Endless sleep.

Endless sleep.