Lyrics Can't Sleep - Bastien Keb

Can't Sleep

He’s standing on the corner holding his life in an old pair of socks
All the while she’s sitting on his chest
He never really knew kindness
His fat hands and swollen throat ignored by most
People never did worry about his hands
They needn’t of
They were more suited to his pockets
Empty dark spaces like their owners
But now he won’t sleep
He can’t sleep with a full neck