Mother says, don't make things Harder than it already is My glabella pulsates It has a bud, nausea it is Obsessives with migraines I feel and relate, it gets Up to a point mixed shoes Instead of getting into your shoes I suffer for you, a good night sleep! Please don't leave me.
My love says, he hates Sleeping when I am shuffling the sheets When even the bed shivers We share a life together when other breathes I have everything I need If I say it would be a fraud I suffer for you, a good night sleep! Please don't leave me.
My tears are the ones that isn't sleeping? Or is it my anger to her? But I love you, my bed I love you, my pyjamas I love you, owl sounds I suffer for you, a good night sleep! Please come looking for me