Oh I’ve been finding it hard sleeping
In a bed that’s constantly creaking
And my thoughts are always seeping
As well as morals I should be keeping
But it’ll be fine
Because by every rhyme
I slowly bore myself to sleep.
5AM
Oh I’ve been finding it hard sleeping
In a bed that’s constantly creaking
And my thoughts are always seeping
As well as morals I should be keeping
But it’ll be fine
Because by every rhyme
I slowly bore myself to sleep.