SL33P3R

It's getting really late dear I wish you could feel better But now we're hanging with the birds It's hard to sleep before the sun's up Grown tired of not sleeping But I'll try and try again I'll see you in the evening A text says I'm alive and my eyes roll back to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Throw into an ocean I'll drift to sleep Can't handle all the commotion That's why I spend my time alone Right inside The whole week Go to sleep Go to sleep