paroles de chanson Night Sweats - Lloyd Cole

So I'm a complicated motherfucker, you knew that
Before you added to the complication, hacked my meditation
Yours 'til the end of time
Yours 'til the end of time
So I'm messed up because I messed up
And I'm always on the verge of something beautiful, or terrible
Or passing out and waking up
Lying in pool of sweat, lying in pool of sweat
You know how it is

So you know how it is
You're not blind to it
You know exactly where I'm going with this
I don't self love, I don't self help, just slow self desecration
Man on the edge of time
Man on the edge of time
Everything in moderation to hell with that
Everything in moderation to hell with that
Everything in moderation, everything in moderation
To hell with that

But if you hold me darling
If you hold me close
We might just make it to the morning
If you hold me close
If you hold me darling

I'm thinking about rhyming righteous
With might just
And I might just
I'm not fooling around
I need lines, deadlines
I'm trying to put what's left of my mind
To finishing this goddamned hat
I'm finishing this goddamned hat

So I'm a complicated motherfucker
I'm all that
I'm getting ever more complicated
Slick, self medicating
Lying in a pool of sweat
Lying in a pool of sweat

But if you hold me darling
If you hold me close
We might just make it to the morning
If you hold me close
We might just make it to the morning

We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it