Seven days of fucked up dreams
But did I ever fall asleep?
No one ever waits for me
I'm the one forgotten sheep
I think I'm mostly sleepwalking
Or I'm at least presumed to be
I'm always trying to count to ten
But I'm always stuck at three
Do you read?
Does it help you to breath
When you're trying to sleep well?
But nothing's going well, nothing's going well
I've been havin' havin' a hard time looking after myself, after myself
You're not lookin' lookin' exactly
Like a picture of health, picture of health
I was thinkin' thinkin' maybe you could look after me, look after me
And I could d-d-d-d-do the same for you
Just for a while till we're back on our feet
Seven days can make you think
That good friends are an illusion
I think they think I think too much
But good sense is in confusion
I try not to think about what I've done
To my liver, to my lungs
Lying on my bedroom floor
Low mood, highly strung
Do you read?
Does it help you to breath
When you're trying to sleep well?
But nothing's going well, nothing's going well
I've been havin' havin' a hard time looking after myself, after myself
You're not lookin' lookin' exactly
Like a picture of health, picture of health
I was thinkin' thinkin' maybe you could look after me, look after me
And I could d-d-d-d-do the same for you
Just for a while till we're back on our feet
Just for a while till we're back on our feet
I've been havin' havin' a hard time looking after myself, after myself
You're not lookin' lookin' exactly
Like a picture of health, picture of health
I was thinking thinking maybe you could look after me, look after me
And I could d-d-d-d-do the same for you
Just for a while till we're back on our feet
Just for a while till we're back on our feet