I can't even sleep I got so much to say Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a brick a day Recovering drug addict, I used to drink a pint a day Recovering drug addict, I used to smoke a pound a day Mike WiLL Made It

You ain't gotta leave Put you in a room But you can't sleep with me Every time I come and fuck with you You make up all the rules You ought to do it Just because our car's moving Are you in my fucking corner for real? Or, are you plotting to kill?

An easy feelin' in the mornin' light Drift away with the touch of the hand From the sleep tight, goodnight man And you'll have sweet dreams that'll last all night The sandman told me he's done all he can The situation calls for more than sand You been

Somebody somewhere turns out the light Somebody all alone faces the night You got to be strong when you're out on your own 'Cause sooner or later we all sleep alone Nobody nowhere holds the key to your heart When love's a possession it'll tear you apart

Like a slumber party Hanging from the ceiling low Put on our music that makes us go fuckin' crazy, go We use our bodies to make our own videos No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I We ain't gonna sleep tonight Go crazy, go We got them candles hanging We ain't

Your cheatin' heart will tell on you When tears come down like fallin' rain You'll toss around and call my name You're gonna walk that floor the way I do Your cheatin' heart will make you weep You'll cry and cry and try to sleep But sleep won't come the

LD (Dave): "Actually, you know what" LD's Mom (Jean): "I don't, I-I will say one thing. I'd rather you sleep in a hotel downtown than sleep at your friend's house. You need a good night's sleep." Dave: "Ha, why?" Jean: "Well, because you're gonna get up

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

Once there was a way And I will sing a lullaby. Once there was a way, To get back homeward. To get back home. Sleep, pretty darling, Dot not cry Golden slumbers,

In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep To a river so deep From the mountains of faith I must be looking for something Something sacred I lost But the river is wide And it's too hard to cross And even though I know the river is wide