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Sleep On It
Mary Coughlan
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Now I know that nothings get me high
Scorched the lands to find a man
Even lost the will to lie
Plucked out every artery
Left my heart to die
I made my bed
So I can sleep on it
So I can weep on it
I'm wondering why I made this bed
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Cameras hidden in my ceiling fan
Excuse me but where were you, God
That long hot afternoon?
Dragged my head across the floor
Now I'm living dead
I made my bed
So I can lie on it
So I can cry on it
I'm wondering why I made this bed
And the cold you stinging
There's vultures singing
I caught a vision of my death
But there's one sweet poison I'm immune to
Don't wake me 'cause my dreaming's seeming true
I made my bed
So I can lie on it
So I can cry on it
I'm wondering why I made this bed
So I can sleep on it
So I can weep on it
I'm wondering why I made this bed
So I can sleep on it
So I can weep on it
I'm wondering why I made this bed
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