Brother Ali - Sleepwalker lyrics
[Brother Ali - Sleepwalker lyrics]
I do not have any memory of peaceful sleep
Feels like I read about it in a novel once
I believe that all the
Little secrets people keep
When you drop your guard, and slumber
They come out and front
I crush to sleep for nothing
I'm left to beat the sun
And my breath, they keep
It rushing, my chest, with deep percussion
If death and sleep are cousins
Then justice is disgusting
We'll probably be cellmates
Behind Hell's gates
The devil lives inside my eyelids
When I close them I hit rising violence
I'm supposed to find some silence
Rockin' the back seat of insomniac theatre
With the answers in the subtitles
I just can't read em
I'm right where the fears at
Fighting the tears back
Trying to catch my balance on
Life before the piers crack i hear that
Hate slammin my own little prison
I declare that,?hate band?
My soul didn't listen so I stare at
The crack in the ceiling until
The earth go twistin
Glare at, that little feeling that
I've been burdened with, it's turbulant
Only you and I know that the hurt exists
Everyone else just see the surfaces
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I
I can only hope that
When I wake up at night in cold sweats
That you're suffering and miserable
In your own bed
I pray I haunt you the way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free
I hope your thoughts will burn
As you toss and squirm and curse your life
Feeling like you lost your turn
And I pray that I haunt you
The way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free i can only hope that
When I wake up at night in cold sweats
That you're suffering and miserable
In your own bed
I pray I haunt you the way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free
I hope your thoughts will burn
As you toss and squirm and curse your life
Feeling like you lost your turn
And I pray that I haunt you
The way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free fuck you Ali!
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I
Feels like I read about it in a novel once
I believe that all the
Little secrets people keep
When you drop your guard, and slumber
They come out and front
I crush to sleep for nothing
I'm left to beat the sun
And my breath, they keep
It rushing, my chest, with deep percussion
If death and sleep are cousins
Then justice is disgusting
We'll probably be cellmates
Behind Hell's gates
The devil lives inside my eyelids
When I close them I hit rising violence
I'm supposed to find some silence
Rockin' the back seat of insomniac theatre
With the answers in the subtitles
I just can't read em
I'm right where the fears at
Fighting the tears back
Trying to catch my balance on
Life before the piers crack i hear that
Hate slammin my own little prison
I declare that,?hate band?
My soul didn't listen so I stare at
The crack in the ceiling until
The earth go twistin
Glare at, that little feeling that
I've been burdened with, it's turbulant
Only you and I know that the hurt exists
Everyone else just see the surfaces
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I
I can only hope that
When I wake up at night in cold sweats
That you're suffering and miserable
In your own bed
I pray I haunt you the way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free
I hope your thoughts will burn
As you toss and squirm and curse your life
Feeling like you lost your turn
And I pray that I haunt you
The way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free i can only hope that
When I wake up at night in cold sweats
That you're suffering and miserable
In your own bed
I pray I haunt you the way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free
I hope your thoughts will burn
As you toss and squirm and curse your life
Feeling like you lost your turn
And I pray that I haunt you
The way you haunt me
The way I feel I never want
To see you walk free fuck you Ali!
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I died
Somebody tell my mother that I