Sleeveless Songtext
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Sleeveless Songtext
Don′t call the police
I know it must be strange to be seeing me there
Sleepmarks on your cheeks
Look for an unlocked door
'Cause there′s something I need to
Talk about
Just hear me out
Please
Can I take a seat?
Frankly, I could use your company now
Man is a machine
But don't you think we try too hard to be to some degree?
You're at least, that′s me
Some nights I dream
Of a sleeveless night
With not-not-not-nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What′s hiding, biding, put inside
Suspended disbelief
How can I tеll if this is reality?
Your clock says half past three
We're still listеning it′s like medicine
It's old (everything is alright)
But new (everything is alright)
You feel (everything is alright)
It too
It′s a sleeveless night
With not-not-not-nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What hides behind the open door
Is a sleepless night
With hmm, nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What is hiding, biding, put inside
Nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What hides behind an open door
If houses made from glass windows
Is a sleeveless night
With not-not-not-nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What is hiding, biding, put inside
I know it must be strange to be seeing me there
Sleepmarks on your cheeks
Look for an unlocked door
'Cause there′s something I need to
Talk about
Just hear me out
Please
Can I take a seat?
Frankly, I could use your company now
Man is a machine
But don't you think we try too hard to be to some degree?
You're at least, that′s me
Some nights I dream
Of a sleeveless night
With not-not-not-nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What′s hiding, biding, put inside
Suspended disbelief
How can I tеll if this is reality?
Your clock says half past three
We're still listеning it′s like medicine
It's old (everything is alright)
But new (everything is alright)
You feel (everything is alright)
It too
It′s a sleeveless night
With not-not-not-nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What hides behind the open door
Is a sleepless night
With hmm, nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What is hiding, biding, put inside
Nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What hides behind an open door
If houses made from glass windows
Is a sleeveless night
With not-not-not-nothing to hide
Like a thief
In a sleepless night
No need to hide
What is hiding, biding, put inside
Writer(s): Tessa Douwstra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com