Dead Sleep - jimmie's chicken shack

You give good face, you’ve got so many

Rubbing both your hands like you were shining up a penny

Everyones your friend everyones your lover

I pull the knife out of my back, just to discover

Loyalty is motivation settling it’s score

No matter what you give in it will always want some more

Obsticles are opportunities waiting without wings

I need a bat to smash the mirror my conclusions bring

I count on me to count on nothing, i can count that on no hands

I count on me to count on nothing, found me someone who understands this

I think it’s you.

i think it’s you.

i think it’s you that i want into

And if you do.

if you do too.

and if you do then i hope you

Keep up the pace you’ll find hope if there’s any

Trouble wears your face like a finger holding back the levy

Never one to bend, never one to wonder

I’m the fool 'cause i don’t understand, so i stand under

Royalty of post invasion, life is not a chore

Give everything then give in, tell me who could ask for more

Popsicles and firecrackers angels without wings

I need to stack and burn to black all of my favorite things

And count on me to count on nothing, i can count that on no hands

I count on me to count on nothing, found me someone who understands this

I think it’s you.

i think it’s you.

i think it’s you that i want into

And if you do, if you do too, and if you do then i hope you

Don’t wait up 'cause i’m not going to sleep

Out of all of these thoughts decide which ones i can keep

Don’t wait up 'cause i’m not going to bed, so much of nothing to do

I guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead

So much of nothing to do

I guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead

So much of nothing to do

I guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead