What's it gonna take to get you talking all the shit I do?
What's it gonna be now that I've got a solid piece of evidence to prove
That you know the tune, that you've definitely got it in you.
You've got a frequency that penetrates the secret sleeping door,
And when I'm falling asleep, I love hearing the brash excitement of your capital,
Just to know that you are feeling good about everything you do.
And I'm a bother worse than ever,
And maybe I just need some sleep.
It could be work, or booze, or weather,
But more likely, I got happy,
And I'll relearn how to process these things.
I'd pick All the Days out on the deck as my new coffee tune
If my f*cking shake would let me sing the song as pretty as I ought to do,
But I'll leave that to you. A.D.D., sing anything through.
When you coming home? I left a congratulatory gift and note.
It's not clever, no, but shit, it sure can come in handy when you're all alone.
But of course, you won't. That gift is half for you, it's half my own.
I'm inauthentic more than ever,
And maybe that's the price for me.
Might be karma, or whatever,
But more likely, I finally fell asleep
With the proper set of bones beside me.
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Jimmy Welsh - Secret Sleeping Door Lyrics
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What's it gonna take to get you talking all the shit I do?
What's it gonna be now that I've got a solid piece of evidence to prove
That you know the tune, that you've definitely got it in you.
You've got a frequency that penetrates the secret sleeping door,
And when I'm falling asleep, I love hearing the brash excitement of your capital,
Just to know that you are feeling good about everything you do.
And I'm a bother worse than ever,
And maybe I just need some sleep.
It could be work, or booze, or weather,
But more likely, I got happy,
And I'll relearn how to process these things.
I'd pick All the Days out on the deck as my new coffee tune
If my f*cking shake would let me sing the song as pretty as I ought to do,
But I'll leave that to you. A.D.D., sing anything through.
When you coming home? I left a congratulatory gift and note.
It's not clever, no, but shit, it sure can come in handy when you're all alone.
But of course, you won't. That gift is half for you, it's half my own.
I'm inauthentic more than ever,
And maybe that's the price for me.
Might be karma, or whatever,
But more likely, I finally fell asleep
With the proper set of bones beside me.
What's it gonna be now that I've got a solid piece of evidence to prove
That you know the tune, that you've definitely got it in you.
You've got a frequency that penetrates the secret sleeping door,
And when I'm falling asleep, I love hearing the brash excitement of your capital,
Just to know that you are feeling good about everything you do.
And I'm a bother worse than ever,
And maybe I just need some sleep.
It could be work, or booze, or weather,
But more likely, I got happy,
And I'll relearn how to process these things.
I'd pick All the Days out on the deck as my new coffee tune
If my f*cking shake would let me sing the song as pretty as I ought to do,
But I'll leave that to you. A.D.D., sing anything through.
When you coming home? I left a congratulatory gift and note.
It's not clever, no, but shit, it sure can come in handy when you're all alone.
But of course, you won't. That gift is half for you, it's half my own.
I'm inauthentic more than ever,
And maybe that's the price for me.
Might be karma, or whatever,
But more likely, I finally fell asleep
With the proper set of bones beside me.