Letra de Losing Sleep - Bob Mould

Saturday night, driving so high
Noticing all the warning signs
A hundred and five, temperature rise
While everything falls through space and time

Taking the 5, desert so dry
Focusing on the long grey line
On a recline, pulling the wheel
Rattling cages, rattling in my ears

When your soul is in too deep
In this sun you cannot breathe
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Your dark secrets wash up underneath
Then I close my eyes, I've been losing sleep

All those nightmares come again
I don't know how much I can contain
In my brain arousing a soft repeat
I plucked at my eyes, but I'm still losing sleep

Losing sleep
Yeah, losing sleep
Yeah, losing sleep