Keaton Henson - Bed lyrics
[Keaton Henson - Bed lyrics]
Don't wanna talk about it
The ceiling moves before my aching eyes
I'll watch the phone sit still
Sick of waiting for bad news
Am I waiting to lose you?
Waiting for bad news still
I'll grind my teeth down to the nerves again
As long as you are breathing
I've made my bed, now sit down
You get used to feeling mad
Move away, I am over you i've opened my eyes
And the best of my mind fell on through
I am always the captive
When will I play the good cop?
Lord knows I need the practice
Sick of swallowing full stops
Now the system is failing
I'm so tired of waiting for bad news
I'll lie awake for you again, father
I'll lose my teeth what use is sleep anyway?
I'll brace myself to be in hell
I'll fail the test love you to death
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