Feeder - insomnia текст песни

Reading magazines and counting sheep to pass the time away

Hoping that tomorrows gonna bring a smile home again

Images of palm trees swaying in the wind on south beach

Takes me back to better days, summer days the everglades in june

My brain, my poor brain

My brain, my poor brain

Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane

Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia

Flying high in golden skies, Im flicking channels in my mind

Finding my utopia a different chapter in a book

Thinking back to younger days as I escape in coopers break

It takes me back to 84 the futures knocking at my door

My brain, my poor brain

My brain, my poor brain

Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane

Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane

Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia

Turning off a switch inside me, leaving all the stress behind me

Flying over streams and houses, passing over the wye valley

It takes me back to 84 the futures knocking at my door

My brain, my poor brain

Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane

Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane

Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane

Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia.