Good Nights Sleep Songtext
von Bent Denim

It was a green morning
You told me in a cab
You fucked me in mourning
Just like that dream i′d already had

I was a father
For a few weeks
But you wouldn't let me
I was just your fodder
For a good night sleep


Im stuck in daydreams and sex dreams
And reality i cant keep straight
Like you saying you wanted
2 ½ kids with a white picket fence
My erratic heart rate has started to inflate
And i don′t know when it will stop
In this cab i'm aware of the blood in my ears
But its been there all these years

I was a father
For a few weeks
But you wouldn't let me
I was just your fodder
For a good night sleep

And when i think of those booze filled brunches
The sour aftertaste of your lipstick on my face
I think how kids mostly hate me
And how i wont make that much money