I CANNOT COUNT SHEEP Copyright 2014, Renee La Chapelle I cant find my keys I cant find my car They all look the same In the lame parking lot I live on the top floor I like it a lot up here The treetops, I adore Keeps me from down there CHORUS I cannot count sheep I stress myself too much No wonder I cant sleep I am too out of touch With the day to day I wish I could keep up But I have lost my way Cant find my coffee cup The people are my friends Are few and far between If I have to wear Depends My grass would not be green Id just assume be dead If I had to need you so If I had to be spoon-fed Might as well just let me go I cannot count sheep I stress myself too much No wonder I cant sleep I am too out of touch With the day to day I wish I could keep up But I have lost my way Cant find my coffee cup Theres a crook in my back A burning in my knees A wrenching n my neck And I cant find my keys Id like to heave it all The clock; all that I own Not place one single call Find someplace to die alone I cannot count sheep I stress myself too much No wonder I cant sleep I am too out of touch With the day to day I wish I could keep up But I have lost my way Cant find my coffee cup Cupid has not been kind He doesnt care for me He must be shooting blind Or is it me cant see? I cant find my head I cant find my heart They all look the same In the lame parking lot The lame parking lots Filled up with potholes Full of shopping carts Filled with Made in China Cheap pieces and parts Like my broken spirit Like my rattled heart Like my lonesome vagina, Oh . . .o-o-Oh-o I cannot count sheep No wonder I cant sleep I cannot count sheep No wonder I cant sleep I cannot count sheep I cannot count sheep I cannot count sheep I cannot count sheep I will not count sheep I will not follow sheep
Posted on: Fri, 27 Jun 2014 08:22:54 +0000
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