Looking straight at the light It never used to be that bright last night But it's a new day with fuzz in my eyes Alarm is still ringing when i open the blinds How do these people do it? They are like driving around like there's nothing to it I imagine it's like the medication their on Or probably just the coffee but One thing is certain in life And that is that today i'm going to eat cereal I mean come on let's get our priorities straight But before i know it i'm out the door late Just trying to catch some rat or some race Or something i'm not quite sure what it is So for now i just best keep moving And by nine am my brain and my body Finally decide to meet And we come to the same conclusion as yesterday That i never get enough sleep
Chorus Sleep, no i never get enough Always waking up tired Sleep, no i never get enough If i don't show up i might get fired Sleep, no i never get enough Always waking up tired Sleep, no i never get enough If i don't show up i might get fired
They call it commuting But i think they should call it intravenous Cause it's what i need every time i get Stuck behind a truck, just trying to turn left Just trying to turn left, why are you trying to turn left Why don't you park your silly cube van Hop in i'll drop you off Cause at this rate we'll both be late But i'd rather be late than sitting here doing nothing And by nine a.m. my brain and my body Finally decide to meet And we come to the same conclusion as yesterday That i never get enough sleep
Bridge Sleep go on and sleep some more Sleep go on and sleep some more
Compositor: Riley Edson Armstrong (Edson Plain) ECAD: Obra #5729147