No Sleep for the Wicked

By Example

On What We Made

Released on September 17, 2007

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[Intro]

Psst... wake up... wake up

Don't ignore me... wake up


[Verse 1]

It's worse by the day now, every time I lay down

Words come alive in my head, then they play loud (Play loud)

It's like they can't find a way out

Wanna pull the plug on their party, it's starting to worry me

Can't get to sleep when I wanna do

How would you feel if your lyrics just followed you

Everywhere you went from the street to the bed

And repeated through the night everything you said

Tried so many things, pen and a pad

By the side of my bed but it's sending me mad

Every time I recline, I decline to opine

But there's always a rhyme at the back of my mind

Tried sippin' on bottles of wine when I dine

So sleep I can find when it's time for bedtime

Rest my head fine, but it's just no use

Sentences, now they forming queues

I reckon, It's worse me than being heckled

Right now my brain's just a broken record

Sleep diminishes when I start a song

And my mind won't stop cause I always gotta finish it

And when that song's done through to the end

The same track starts all over again

It's like my mind can't function, needs words to munch on

Came to a junction where traffic don't stop


[Hook]

Counting sheep and they never ever go

Losing sleep cause the words just flow

Sounds in my head like a radio

Lay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked

Seems like the verse has become my foe

At war in my head and he don't wanna go

Til I've laid him to rest in the studio

Stay awake all night, no sleep for the wicked


[Verse 2]

There ain't nothing that's appealing looking at the ceiling

Your eyes wide open, wishing you were dreaming (Dreaming)

And still the words keep streaming

It's only ever stops when I put 'em to rest

Then I've shooken the stress, no less

Plus I [?] the best [?] let's say I ever could've taken

Lost weeks of sleep so I had to be patient

You could be forsaken for thinking I'm mental

I let it all out in the vocal booth

Syllables, putting 'em to soulful use

Released from within, this ain't a joke, it's truth

Once I put 'em in my songs, they can never ever bother me

What the hell is wrong with me, I didn't choose it

Absurd, why I gotta lock these words in the music

Some would say I'm blessed with a talent, and yes

But only when I'm dead will they give it a rest


[Hook]


[Bridge]

Tell me what's the reason I'm still fighting demons

I'm asking what is their significance?

Tell me what's the reason I'm still fighting demons

I'm pleading, I only wanna get some sleep


[Hook]