![Still Awake - Sadistik](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/32847573401313925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 09.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fake Four
Song language: English
Still Awake |
I packed the bags below my eyelids |
Soaked in ultraviolets, smoking Ultra-Violence |
No compliance, oh I’m so defiant |
(Vampires knock-knock, but I never let them in) |
I packed the bags for frozen climates |
Full of token triumphs, I show to those who spite it |
Spineless, with their multiple disguises |
(Vampires talk-talk, but I never question them) |
They look so ugly on the inside |
Giving me their lip while I’m swimming in the riptide |
Ad-vice in my ear and out the other |
Hearing what they mutter, peering from the shutters |
Werewolves underneath, skin I wear, upper-teeth |
Bicuspids coming like stalagmites, so fuck with me |
In the company of wolves, you don’t trust the ones you know |
So I’m low, a hundred feet below |
Oh, I’m underneath the full moon, howling like the wolves do |
With no dreams to chase (I'm still awake) |
I’m underneath the full moon, howling like the wolves do |
With no dreams to chase (I'm still awake) |
Still awake, still awake, heavy-headed pillowcase |
Mind racing figure-eights, I’m still awake, still awake |
Still awake, up all night to kill the brain |
Twenty shots kills the pain, I’m still awake |
So I follow tracks to kill my prey |
I call them that, I do it for the thrill, the chase |
I’ll make ‘em feel my blade, I’ll make 'em pay |
For what they did to me, I’ll never sleep (I'm still awake) |
Beneath the window pane, staring at blackness wide-eyed |
Oedipus Complex with the matricide |
How many days did I waste on the mattress side? |
I can’t decide |
The sun don’t shine when I’m up all night |
Somehow I’ve become so light |
That I float, oh so slow, over oceans, troubled tides |
Couple highs, seasoned lows, subtleties I love to find |
Even though I’ve become so blind, feel so low but I’m up so high |
Yeah, than I’ve ever been, it’s heaven-sent |
Evanescing when I’m second-guessing my own rhetoric |
Perfectionist with the sedative |
Called melatonin and acetaminophen, that’s for my head again |
I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death |
Dang, I’m still awake |
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