White Lung - Sleep Creep | Текст песни

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• White Lung
• Sleep Creep

I know where you're going, you're,
trying to get away,
from that girl,
a buzzkill that girl,
so close your mouth until you're made,

sleep,
creep,
sleep,

There is a man on my tears,
coming in late on the stuff you've said,
Your simon said, "This is not the place where you are,"

sleep,
creep,
sleep,

Don't try to make me,
Don't try to make me,
Don't try to make me I won't watch you wed.

Sleep,
Sleep,
Sleep,