Текст Dan Mangan – Journal Of A Narcoleptic

This room will stay just as it is now
For quite some time
The bottle stench may be here to stay
But you know

I’m sorry
I’m sorry
But it ain’t easy
But it ain’t easy

The covers warm but underneath, the crumbs
Not as pleasing
The carpet stain
Well he found some friends
‘Cause you know, stains get lonely
Sometimes I’m sleeping
And I’m still on my feet

I’m sorry
I’m sorry
But it ain’t easy
But it ain’t easy

And sometimes I’m sleeping
And I’m still on my feet
And lord, it’s deceiving
How were all in so deep

I’m sorry
I’m sorry
But it ain’t easy
But it ain’t easy