I come in last or I never come in
Why won’t anyone do something?
Is I’m fucking dying
And it’s all right
I'd rather sleep

I am empty and I won't fight
Carry me out, bury my mouth
Fill it up, so I can't speak
I'd rather sleep

Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing

I come in last or I never come in
Why won’t anyone do something?
I’m fucking dying
And it’s all right
I'd rather sleep

Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing

Composição: Dan Barrett