Last Night I Dreamt... - The Wombats

I’m a good friend and an excellent lover

I can fool myself just like no other person can

I’m turning into a twisted man

I haven’t got any time for selfless deeds

What I do for you is indirectly for me

I’m a stubborn boy, there’s nothing here that you can break or destroy

Then as I count sheep in my bed

A train of worry pulls us through my head

Last night I dreamt I died alone

Through all my talk of self-defeat

A fearful bomb ticks underneath

Last night I dreamt I died alone

From now I’ll curb the cynical speaking

It seems that dream has sent the biggest chill through me

Someone once said I don’t have any feelings

Well I think that emotions can be misleading

And thinking back

I might have nailed the coffin shut with that

As I tend to cry in a room full of laughter

Is the cheese finally sliding off of it’s cracker?

I don’t know I’ll just prepare myself to let it go

As I count sheep in my bed

A train of worry pull through my head

Last night I dreamt I died alone

Through all my talk of self-defeat

A fearful bomb ticks underneath

Last night I dreamt I died alone

From now I’ll curb the cynical speaking

It seems that dream has sent the biggest chill through me

It seems that dream has sent the biggest chill through me

It seems that dream has sent the biggest chill through me

Last night I dreamt I died alone

And apart from when I lost my virginity I’ve never been know to frighten easily