Side Effects Of Being Tired Lyrics

Unwound Side Effects Of Being Tired

When I hold my breath, your lungs collapse
In a dream perhaps on one of those days
When I hold my tongue it all comes back in a hated way
If I said the words, I could sleep now, are these the
words?
Her magistrate will concentrate in attempts to show no
signs of hate
When I hold my breath, your lungs collapse
In a dream perhaps on one of those days
When I hold my tongue it all comes back in a hated way
If I said the words, could I sleep now, didn't I say the
words?
Her magistrate will concentrate in attempts to show no
signs of hate