I pick my poison and it's you Nothing could kill me like you do You're going straight to my head But nothing ever gets me high like this And I'm heading straight for the edge Bittersweet ecstasy that you got me in Falling deep I can't sleep tonight And

Wo-o-oo-wo-wo, And as long as my heart will beat Sweet lover, we'll always meet Here in my deep purple dreams Wo-o-oo-wo-wo When the deep purple falls Over sleepy garden walls In the mist of a memory You wander all back to me

Turn them heaadphones up To my man Nigga no, yo I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit Now you rock the best scared to death while you walkin Fuckin up the talkin we straight up New

Breath deep, while you sleep Breath deep Welcome! sulphur dioxide Hello! carbon monoxide The air, the air Is everywhere Bless you, alcohol bloodstream Save me, nicotine lung steam Incense, incense

Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night You drive me crazy, I just can't sleep I'm so excited, I'm in too deep Whoa oh oh, crazy, but it feels alright Baby, I'm so into you You got that something, what can I do? Baby, you spin me around, oh

Ghosts appear and fade away Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear I can't get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I know will be alright

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

Are you going to age with grace? Is calling out your name You always take it further Than I ever can When you fall asleep With your head Upon my shoulder When you're in my arms But you've gone somewhere deeper

I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me (Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me) I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me We met the man in the deep, deep south With the gritty smile and the dirty old church mouth (My

Clear that shit. Don't stop until the green is gone and your thumb gets hot. You gotta breath in deep, recollect your thoughts because it's time to take this shot. Raise your drinks, raise your lighters it's about to go down. We can sleep in the morning,