Side Effects Of Being Tired

Lyrics for Side Effects Of Being Tired

When I hold my breath, your lungs collapse In a dream perhaps on one of those days When I hold my tongue it all comes back in a hated way If I said the words, I could sleep now, are these the words? Her magistrate will concentrate in attempts to show no signs of hate When I hold my breath, your lungs collapse In a dream perhaps on one of those days When I hold my tongue it all comes back in a hated way If I said the words, could I sleep now, didn't I say the words? Her magistrate will concentrate in attempts to show no signs of hate