When I sleep I don't walk, I creep
Lately when I wake up I am anywhere but bed
No sugarplums or gumdrops have been dancing in my head
There's patriots and nationalists
And when the latter don't know the difference
My shadow comes out to play, lord I wish that I could say
That this is all my fault
Forgive me I am wrong
Resist! Resist!
Woke up in the stands with blood on my hands
"You'll pay for this!" They scream as I am lynched
And torn limb from limb
Immune to their sin I look up with a grin
Quietus is bliss, drug out by my wrists
And as my world goes dark I have made my peace with God
The epitaph of a man who's subconscious went too far
And I shook hands with the devil who controls me in my sleep
Because I am no sleepwalker, like I told you, I creep
And on my tombstone it should read
This brain dead precedent was more than I could stand
Sleepcreeper Video (MV)
Performed By: The Business End
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: BRET STEPHEN FONTAINE, MICHAEL ROBERT WARD, NEIL KELLY, TREY MICHAEL DERBES
The Business End - Sleepcreeper Lyrics
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When I sleep I don't walk, I creep
Lately when I wake up I am anywhere but bed
No sugarplums or gumdrops have been dancing in my head
There's patriots and nationalists
And when the latter don't know the difference
My shadow comes out to play, lord I wish that I could say
That this is all my fault
Forgive me I am wrong
Resist! Resist!
Woke up in the stands with blood on my hands
"You'll pay for this!" They scream as I am lynched
And torn limb from limb
Immune to their sin I look up with a grin
Quietus is bliss, drug out by my wrists
And as my world goes dark I have made my peace with God
The epitaph of a man who's subconscious went too far
And I shook hands with the devil who controls me in my sleep
Because I am no sleepwalker, like I told you, I creep
And on my tombstone it should read
This brain dead precedent was more than I could stand
Lately when I wake up I am anywhere but bed
No sugarplums or gumdrops have been dancing in my head
There's patriots and nationalists
And when the latter don't know the difference
My shadow comes out to play, lord I wish that I could say
That this is all my fault
Forgive me I am wrong
Resist! Resist!
Woke up in the stands with blood on my hands
"You'll pay for this!" They scream as I am lynched
And torn limb from limb
Immune to their sin I look up with a grin
Quietus is bliss, drug out by my wrists
And as my world goes dark I have made my peace with God
The epitaph of a man who's subconscious went too far
And I shook hands with the devil who controls me in my sleep
Because I am no sleepwalker, like I told you, I creep
And on my tombstone it should read
This brain dead precedent was more than I could stand
Writer: BRET STEPHEN FONTAINE, MICHAEL ROBERT WARD, NEIL KELLY, TREY MICHAEL DERBES
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave