Seven-Day Constant
Lyrics
Sleep is overrated Sleep is overrated I went to a party and I never heard such laughter It briefly felt like it was Christmas Eve I entered like a pallbearer My baggage was astonishing I couldn't bare to check it at the door Everyone kept asking what was wrong and I just said Another phone call kept the trend For seven days I lost my taste No mercy here I confused my strength for callousness again For seven days, blood on my face No mercy here Someone owes me seven days Pebbles fall into my hands I'm aware of what that means That the walls are falling on my battered head Ignorance is blissfulness That must make me a genius But somehow I just can't seem to agree Someone told me I'm just playing dues and then I said How much do I have to spend? For seven days I lost my taste No mercy here I confused my strength for callousness again For seven days, blood on my face No mercy here Someone owes me seven days Too tired to care Too concerned to fall asleep Sleep is overrated Another piece of bad news came my way It found me every day This week has got to end Or I will
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:39
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 106 BPM