Woorden:
Als Je Slaapt

It's easy to sleep when you're dead But you're unable to touch your loved ones Give them kisses or see them smile at you It's easy to sleep when you'

Tonight when the darkness comes Why don't we treat it like a friend? Then we'll both be glad to see the night And we'll be hoping it's never gonna end

Last night you slept, you slept in fits You smashed your windows bit by bit You cried out, a bad dream Horror pictures, what a scene Which way will things

If you keep losing sleep over other lovers If you keep losing me, you're gonna be bored If you're up chimney sweep under rubble covers If you keep counting

As I lie awake in the other room I could probably stay awake till noon time So frustrating knowing what could be What's even worse is she used to belong

Figure of divine perfection No one's loved with more affection Soul to soul we've breathed Oh, I won't let the fates succeed Worried hours of contemplation

The bleak sun rises through the smog stained clouds The day begins in a very somber way The stench of the dead in the Manchester morgue The stench of

I don't care if the sun don't shine I get my lovin in the evenin time when I'm with my baby it's no fun when the suns around but I'll get goin' when the

we mowed our ways into cemetaries we've earmarked suburbs we've earmarked morgues paris is alive parisians in all the streets paris is alive we turn the