was i born to sink into this couch
and watch my whole world
bleed its purpose out?
around the insects
follow patterns to their deaths
while i waste my precious breath
on another second guess
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of sleeping
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of sleeping in
i feel so dead to the world
just tell me where do i begin
cause
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of breathing in
these nightmares are so weird
it's like i'm drowning at the bottom of a bottle of beer
that my father sips between the humorous quips
of the late night comedy news shows he frequents
and i wake up
with the devil in my sheets
i took to her shoulders
asking was it good for me
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of sleeping
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of sleeping in
i feel so dead to the world
just tell me where do i begin
cause
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of breathing in
if only i were present then
i could be the president!
if only i were present then
i could be the president!
yeah!
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of sleeping
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of sleeping in
i feel so dead to the world
just tell me where do i begin
cause
i'm afraid
i'm afraid of breathing in
Artist: Elvis Costello
Artist: Monkees
Artist: Klaus Johann Grobe