
Date of issue: 13.10.2016
Record label: Hopeless
Song language: English
Counting Sheep |
I keep my days open for sleeping in. |
I keep my days open for sleeping in. |
A late night phone call, |
From someone you don’t miss. |
You keep them alive, |
With simple small talk shit. |
Uncomfortably honest, |
And honestly lonely. |
You’ve got somewhere to be, |
Hey man don’t worry about me. |
The city stopped moving, |
I’m alone with my secrets. |
I could probably hang myself with the curtains. |
This is a portrait of a man, |
Morning coffee in his hand, |
With front row seats to old repeats, |
Of a highlight reel for years — yeah! |
And all the things I never said, |
Are doing circles in my head. |
Like counting sheep with no relief |
Just another night on my own — yeah. |
I keep my days open for sleeping in. |
I keep my days open for sleeping in. |
A late night phone call, |
From someone you don’t miss. |
You keep them alive, |
With simple small talk shit. |
Please don’t let me leave alone tonight. |
(Uncomfortably honest, and honestly lonely) |
I’ll wait by your driveway in case you change your mind. |
(Uncomfortably honest, and honestly lonely) |
We can keep drinking 'til it feels alright. |
(Uncomfortably honest, and honestly lonely) |
You know we don’t have to talk, we could just be alive. |
(Uncomfortably honest, and honestly lonely) |
And please don’t let me leave on my own tonight. |
You know I’ll wait by your driveway in case you change your mind. |
(Uncomfortably honest, and honestly lonely) |
We can keep drinking 'til it feels alright. |
(Uncomfortably honest, and honestly lonely) |
You know we don’t have to talk, we could just be alive. |
(Uncomfortably honest, and honestly lonely) |
I keep my days open for sleeping in. |
I keep my days open for sleeping in. |
This is a portrait of a man, |
Morning coffee in his hand, |
With front row seats to old repeats, |
Of a highlight reel for years — yeah! |
And all the things I never said, |
Are doing circles in my head. |
Like counting sheep with no relief |
Just another night on my own. |
This is a portrait of a man, |
Morning coffee in his hand, |
With front row seats to old repeats, |
Of a highlight reel for years — yeah! |
And all the things I never said, |
Are doing circles in my head. |
Like counting sheep with no relief |
Just another night on my own. |
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Figure Eight | 2020 |
You Can Count On Me | 2018 |
Chlorine | 2016 |
Something Bigger Than This | 2018 |
Friday Forever | 2018 |
Nose Bleed | 2016 |
Breathe You In | 2016 |
Lavender Bay | 2018 |
More Like You | 2018 |
Heaven Sent | 2016 |
Come Clean | 2014 |
Miming In The Choir | 2018 |
Choke | 2014 |
White Curtains | 2014 |
Best Man | 2014 |
Penfold State Forest | 2014 |
Family Name | 2014 |
Hourglass | 2014 |
May 24 | 2014 |
Fortunate | 2014 |