Sleeping Without Sound

I need a wrong, I need a right
I need to feel something tonight
I need a fix, I need a hit
I need a motherfucking drink 
So if you’re feeling rather absurd
Like you’re surfing on the astroturf 
Final phase, final word
You dug your grave now I’m shoveling dirt!
And I know, you will gasp! ‘
Cos you’re not, Monegasque 
Open-minded, can’t find you, you’re not ready

Oh no, oh no, oh no

We’re not sleeping with you baby

And a heart, well it sheens
Like a well-oiled machine 
Losing teeth, to Minties
God my teeth are serpentine
So if you’re feeling, out of control
Why don’t you let loose of your soul?
Back to the nine, back to the gist
There is no way out of this!
And it’s true, you will see
We are all, far too greedy
Would it be amiss? If I did not

Oh no, oh no, oh no

We’re not sleeping with you baby

Something’s not right, I don’t know what
 Nothing's alright, I know that much
Something’s coming, I can feel it
My world’s crumbling from the ceiling

We’re not sleeping with you baby

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