Tác giả : Elliott Smith
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
He was sick of it all 
Asleep at home 
Told you off and goodbye 
Well you know one day it'll come to haunt you 
That you didn't tell him quite the truth 
You're a crisis 
You're a icicle 
You're a tongueless talker 
You don't care what you say 
You're a jaywalker and you just just walk away 
And that's all you do 
The clap of the fading out sound of your shoes 
Made him ownder who he thought that he knew 
Last call 
He was sick of it all 
The endless stream of reminders 
Made him so sick of you sick of you sick of you 
Sick for your sound 
Sick of you coming around 
Trying to crawl under my skin 
When i already shed my best defense 
It comes out all around that you won 
And i think i'm all done 
You can switch me off safely 
While i'm lying here waiting for sleep to overtake me 
Yeah yeah you're still here but just check to make sure 
All you aspired to do was endure 
You can't ask for more ask for none 
Knowing you'll never get that which you ask for 
So you cast your shadow everywhere like the man in the moon 
You start to drink you just want to continue 
It'll all be yester year soon 
You start to drink you just want to continue 
It'll all be yester year soon 
Church bells and now i'm awake and i guess it must be some kind of 
Holiday 
I can't seen to join in the celebration 
But i'll go to the service 
And i'll go to pray 
And i'll sing the praises of my maker's name 
Like i was as good as she made me 
And i wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me 
I'm lying here waiting for sleep to one take me