Trapdoor Social

Go To Sleep

Trapdoor Social


I don't want to die
I'd rather sit inside a lie whistling a tune
Humming the blues

I don't want to be
Stitched inside a memory that can't change its shape
Just a circling of tape

Ambition's like a drug
We have our fill with it until we're filled with disgust
The rest trampled in dust

Go to sleep
Float down the stream
Drop off the line
And catch your dreams

All your worries
They fall like leaves
The headphones drown
The shots and screams
Nananananana

Clinging on to love
It's the only thing that's left to hold when you slip of the glove
Just the flesh and the blood

And I don't want die
I wanna feel the Sun on my skin and peel back the night
It doesn't matter who's right

Go to sleep
Float down the stream
Drop off the line
And catch your dreams

All your worries
They fall like leaves
The headphones drown
The shots and screams
Nananananana

Go to sleep
Float down the stream
Drop off the line
And catch your dreams

All your worries
They fall like leaves
The headphones drown
The shots and screams
Nananananana