The More I Sleep, the Less I Dream.

I lost all hope
I left it with someone, some time, somewhere ago
And I picture it now
The house on the hill, with nobody wandering around
And I cry like hell
I’m hugging the floor and pretending there’s somebody else
The more I sleep
The less I dream
The closer I feel
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a curse
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a
If I think things through
There’s still some way of me making this up to you
The more I sleep
The less I dream
The closer I feel
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a curse
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a
All I have left is tied up in your head
All I have left is tied up
The more I sleep
The more I sleep
The less I dream
The closer I get
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a curse
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a curse
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a curse
Oh my word
I’m nothing but a curse