I Sleep With My Fists In The Air - Acoustic
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I sleep with my fists in the air
I'm an angry raccoon when you call me "trash bear"
Making friends with your dog in the night
We talk shit about you and your hideous life
And I'm building a stairway to heaven
Out of garbage and broken dreams
When I get there I know if the stores are all closed
I can probably check all the dumpsters
You're a mouth with no words coming out
And your snout smells like sauerkraut
You're a vinegar-hearted buffoon
A get-well-soon balloon on a road-killed raccoon
I sleep with my fists in the air
I may be visually impaired
But I can see through all of your lies
And the whole world smells like french fries
And if I could believe you, I would
I would, I would
And if I could believe you, I would
I would, I would
I sleep with my fists in the air
Or I'm hugging myself, I'm my own teddy bear
And I'm punching the walls in my sleep
If I knock down the house then I'll live in a heap
If the shopping malls crumble to pieces
And they grind themselves into the ground
When I get there I know if the stores are all closed
I can probably steal what I'm lacking
You're a mouth with no words coming out
And your snout is a mucous spout
And I'm having a wonderful time
Pissing on your clean clothes on your washing line
I sleep with my fists in the air
I may be as dumb as a chair
But I can see through all of your lies
Hit me with 50 banana cream pies
And if I could believe you, I would
I would, I would
And if I could believe you, I would
I would, I would
If the shopping malls crumble to pieces
And the garbage men take them away
When I get there I know if the stores are all closed
And I'm building a stairway to heaven
Out of garbage and broken dreams
When I get there I know if the stores are all closed
I can get it for cheaper online