[vk.com/edsheeran] I seem to find myself, talking to the powers that beat awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees admiring the scene inhaling fumes for flowers to breath jet lagged eyes are Begging for an hour to sleep, Although my blood shot whites and iryses They never find any any clock stops at time where the sunshine could blind many Although my eyes are heavy, they won’t be closing soon, cause i heard that time waits for nobody i suppose its true, We make a rose of tunes through acid tabs and vocables to see the flashin lights of photo shoots we make of multivemoots? I say whatever I feel to vent a rhyme so I can still invent the lines and stay close to the friends of mine, cause we will recognize, real is what my father says So now i'll be sticking to this phrayse untill I pass away, Over workin no sleep is just another way to die slow But ill just keep on going strong and never let my eyes close
Five Oclock with the lights off, Interview with a vampire, sleep is for the living and not a utensils that I require I swear I said that ill sleep when im dead, whos on the beat upon the feature with Ed, it's d.e.v to the z Overtired pale face like michael myers bags underneath my eyes and shoulder baggage i've required And overtime within this maze i think you'll find you'll never find a peice of mind you seek to find until you're dying coz i've got so much to stay awake for, to sleep or even take 4 seconds out the game it's time to wage war? scissors grab sword, and sharpen up your huntin knives through pshycopathic lyracists that driving on the hunt tonight Im hailing from the essex and the east london borderline villains never sleep the masterminds in all sorts of crime be wide awake just like you're snorting lines or get left mortified like youve just seen the ghost of jesus walking by
Chorus: I never sleep, but trouble steals thoughts from my restless mind for free, It could be, the times I’m living I never sleep. The trouble steals thoughts from my restless mind for free, It could be, the times I’m living lately.
I brush my teeth every night, but to wake up with a bad mouth, and the background is my past and my presence all bringing back out, Deliver the raps how i flow we'll live with the raps how i know, They hate me call me Ron but they wont slither in to easy believe me im snape minded be within this great time im be on minimum wage life is a prison escape that im in It’s all to do with timing not the label that you sign with , Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com Than my mates are doing fine but then they never put the time in, I try to hide my cold side like when I flip my pillow, some of the songs i write are real because the chart is filled with silo-con im still broke without the money for a mac bro, living out of two bags no tongue about my cash flow Opposite of souber ‘cause I never did my homework Which is got me on a sofa no degree but growing older I play the fool to catch the wise i will never tell a lie await death take deep breaths and try to never die
two guys with the same view, Keep the title of scruge making metaphors flow and move like typhoons and tunes and if we've got our eyes on you we'll catch you while you snooze times elapsing while your catching zeds the masses like to move You scan the situation, analyze information, and then decide what probably is most practically to do, driven young gentle i've hardly changed my bedsheets at all over the last 12 months ‘cause I’ve haven't slept in them, I’m coming home the lights are on your rights are wrong so im correcting em we've got the fans all like oh well its devz n ed what less did you bloody expect from them! in the end sleep deprevation might just be a detrement fine through writers block from nine o’clock to five o’clock in no way will i ever waste a second of the time