I Could Sleep (The Wuss Song)

Letters To Cleo

Wholesale Meats And Fish

It's okay that you forget
It's alright that you don't wanna remember
In your hands, you got a martyr's head
In your mind, I know that's what you wish you were

Turn my blue sky black
You're such a hard luck, baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through this

I am as mystified as I am in it
If that's your ride, well, then you oughta get it
It's just as if I wasn't dreaming
It's all the same, 'cause I still wake up screaming

Turn my blue sky black
You're such a hard luck, baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through this

You're pilgrim in the boxcar
You can never look back too far
You can't ever look back

Turn my blue sky black
You're such a hard luck, baby, yeah
That's what's the matter with you
But I could sleep through anything 

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