Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Sleep for the Wicked, artist - Example.
Date of issue: 09.09.2007
Song language: English
No Sleep for the Wicked |
It’s worse by the day now, every time I lay down |
Words come alive in my head and they play loud |
It’s like they can’t find a way out |
Wanna pull the plug on their party, it’s starting |
To worry me, can’t get to sleep when I wanna do |
How would you feel if your lyrics just followed you? |
Everywhere you went from the street to the bed |
And repeated through the night everything you said |
Tried so many things, pen and a pad |
By the side of my bed but it’s sending me mad |
Every time I recline, I decline to opine |
But there’s always a rhyme at the back of my mind |
Tried sippin on bottles of wine when I dine, |
So sleep I can find when it’s time for bedtime |
Rest my head fine, but it’s just no use |
Sentences now they forming queues |
I reckon, It’s worse me than bein heckled |
Right now my brains just a broken record |
Sleep diminishes, when I start a song |
And my mind won’t stop cos I always gotta finish it |
And when that songs done through to the end |
The same track starts all over again |
It’s like my mind can’t function, needs words to munch on |
Came to a junction where traffic don’t stop |
Counting sheep and they never ever go |
Losing sleep cause the words just flow |
Sounds in my head like a radio |
Lay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked |
Seems like the verse has become my foe |
At war in my head and he don’t wanna go |
Til I’ve laid him to rest in the studio |
Stay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked |
There ain’t nothing that’s appealing looking at the ceiling |
Your eyes wide open wishing you were dreaming |
(Dreaming) And still the words keep streaming |
It’s only ever stops when I put em to rest |
Then I’ve shooken the stress, no less |
Plus I’ve tooken the best take let’s say I ever coulda taken |
Lost weeks of sleep so I had to be patient |
You could be forsaken for thinking I’m mental |
I let it all out in the vocal booth, |
Syllables putting 'em to soulful use |
Released from within this ain’t a joke it’s truth |
Once I put em in a song, they can never bother me |
What the hell is wrong with me, I didn’t choose it |
Absurd, why I gotta lock these words in the music |
Some would say I’m blessed with a talent and yes |
But only when I’m dead will they give it a rest |
Tell me what’s the reason I’m still fighting demons |
I’m asking what is their significance |
Tell me what’s the reason I’m still fighting demons |
I’m pleading, I only wanna get some sleep |