Insomnia-Faithless
Deep in the bosom of the gentle night is when I search for the light, pick up my pen and start to write. I struggle, fight dark forces in the clear moon light, Without fear... insomnia. I can't get no sleep. I used to worry, thought I was goin' mad in a hurry. Gettin' stress, makin' excess mess in darkness. No electricity, something's all over me, greasy. Insomnia. Please release me and let me dream of Makin' mad love to my girl on the heath, Tearin' off tights with my teeth. But there's no release, no peace, I toss and turn without cease, Like a curse, open my eyes and rise like yeast. At least a couple of weeks Since I last slept, kept takin' sleepers, But now I keep myself pepped. Deeper still, that night I write by candle light I find insight, fundamental movement, uh, So when it's black this insomniac take an original tack. Keep the beast in my nature under ceaseless attack
I gets no sleep
I can't get no sleep