Sleep - Live in Mexico City

"They're these terrors

And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat

Night, uh, they're not like tremors, they're worse than tremors

They're-they're these terrors

Like last night, uh, they're not like tremors, they're worse than tremors

They're-they're these terrors

And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and

It's like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing"

Are you tired?

(And I feel like I'm being choked and I can't breathe, and then I shake and I convulse)

Do you think you need to sleep? (And sometimes when I'm trying to sleep)

(And I have these-these waking, uh, confessions)

Some say now suffer all the children

And walk away a savior

Or a madman and polluted

From gutter institutions

Don't you breathe for me

Undeserving of your sympathy

'Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did

And through it all

How could you cry for me?

'Cause I don't feel bad about it

So shut your eyes

Kiss me goodbye

And sleep

Just sleep

The hardest part

Is letting go of (your dreams)

A drink for the horror that I'm in

For the good guys and the bad guys

For the monsters that I've been

Three cheers for tyranny

Unapologetic apathy

'Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again

And through it all

How could you cry for me?

'Cause I don't feel bad about it

So shut your eyes

Kiss me goodbye

And sleep

Just sleep

The hardest part

Is the awful things that I've seen

Just sleep

Come on, sleep

Just sleep

Just sleep

Just sleep

Just sleep

Wake up!

Wa-wake up!

Wa-wake up!

Wa-wake up!

Wa-wake up!

Wa-wake up!

Wa-wake up!

(Ah, ah)

(Ah, ah)

And (ah) wake (ah), wake (ah) up!