Lyrics

Kick my feet. Rest my knees. Oh my my, I'm counting sheep. Three little pigs rolling up their sleeves. Dozing off into a dream. Oh my my, It's obscene. I'm back in class. I raise my hand and leave. Is there anyone out there? I've got this problem. I think it's me. Safely in my loveseat I shake my hair and despair. I sit and wonder what to do. I might just slumber the evening through. I can't just wait here alone like warm beer. Throw me in a freezer to see my future. I've been lost and unprepared. Oh my my, how I'm scared. Oh no no, nobody waits for me. Is there anyone out there? I've got this problem. I think it's me. Safely in my loveseat I close my eyes and rewind. Is there anyone out there? I've got this problem I think it's me me, me, me, me, me. Save me from my loveseat. I close my eyes and recline.
Writer(s): Anthony Shea Hernandez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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