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