The Palmer Squares - So Long (prod. Mulatto Beats) | Текст песни

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[Hook]
I haven't slept in so long
So long, I wish I could doze off
I haven't slept in so long
So long, I wish I could doze off
I haven't slept in so long
So long, I wish I could doze off
I haven't slept in so long
So long, so long...

[Verse 1: Accumental]
I'm a somnolent insomniac with soporific sedatives in mind
It seems these forty winks I'm never gonna find
And so I'm pouring drinks. Man, I'm getting tired
Exhausted, can't recall the last time that I saw the backside of my eyelids
I need a nap, need to slumber, need an Ambien or something
So drowsy, those around me pass a little judgement
When I walk in, I be talking to myself
I'm haunted by the poverty but taunted by the wealth
And so I can't sleep! I lie awake and monitor my thoughts
Which, in turn, keeps me up at night because there's not an on and off switch
I'm never not pensive, got too much on my noggin
Taking two more hits of chronic then I'll soothe you with a sonnet
About how I'm largely jealous of narcoleptics
Feeling narcotized and restless, playing Atari Tetris
Playing my favorite records starting with Sgt. Pepper's
Y'all been counting sheep while I been arguing with these shepherds, like...
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge]
I often lie awake, close my eyes and try to fake it
Roll from side to side hoping I can find my placement
Kept from catching Zs by the firmness of these mattress springs
I pack some weed, draw the curtains and ask for peace and quiet
Blaze the bowl, though I ain't half asleep, I'm trying
But the basement's cold, so wrapped in sheets I take a stroll
To turn the furnace on and blast the heat until the room hot as lava
Snooze not, word is bond, I brew pots of java
Term's a groggy wordsmith, coffee pumps through his blood
As sure as dawn'll surface, I'll be up when it does
But see, dark circles 'neath my peepers
Bump keys in the front seat of a Humvee
My life is but a dream so I prefer to live it sleepless
Mad cat when haven't had a cat nap
Claptrap til the sun rise
Mutter, utter mumbles lacking slumber, lacking shut-eye
I get spiteful, entitled to the pain I feel
On some reals, my REM cycle needs some training wheels
I need a sleeping pill to see my pillowcase
TK aims to dream beneath the Weeping Willow's shade
I walk around at night, plastered, fighting with my liver
Had some Vicodin for dinner and washed it down with NyQuil
Need I confess, no rest for the wicked
But these chickenheads give both breasts and a biscuit
Just splattering my ink cause I haven't slept a wink
So my mind is on the brink and I find it hard to think because...

I haven't slept in so long...

[Verse 3: Accumental]
Some people say that I'm a genius; agreeable
But lately I've been feeling more and more like Christian Bale in \"The Machinist\"
Hella sleepless in Chicago, tuckered out
Need to hunker down, so I've been searching for relief up in a bottle
Yo, but nothing works, pacing back and forth until the sun emerges
Another day, another coffee that I'm gonna purchase
Pulling all-nighters, feeling drained in the back of the class
Looking like Bane with my apnea mask
I'm dopey and I'm sleepy and I'm grumpy, doc
A pair of idle hands keep on feeding me another shot
I should've passed out already but when I bow my head it shoots right up again
I clutch a pen and use it when I'm having trouble snoozing
What the fuck's a bed? Yo, to Ac, it's an illusion
I've been stuck in neutral, yammering to cats about solutions
To my late night, catch-22, mad stressed with a brew
Man I just don't know what else I can do cause...

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