Sleep When I'm Dead

by Parlour Bells

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SLEEP WHEN I’M DEAD

Over the shoulder, see yourself older,
Hand that felt colder than you've ever raised
Holes in petitions, cold ammunition
A fire is out but there's money to burn

OohOohOohOoh, Sleep when I’m dead, maybe not even then
OohOohOohOoh, Remember me when you’re alone...yeah

Rest on the laurel after your quarrel
Fucking adorable braids on her head
Raise the dead ringers, rally the wingers
Pry my cold finger, You damn dirty ape

OohOohOohOoh, Sleep when I’m dead, maybe not even then
OohOohOohOoh, Remember me when you’re alone I’ll be there

Locked in a bunker, buck is a clunker
Science debunkers in readymade graves
Doesn't believe us Merican Jesus
He’s a loser, it's nobody's fault but the President's

OohOohOohOoh, Sleep when I’m dead, maybe not even then
OohOohOohOoh, Remember me when you’re alone I’ll be there
OohOohOohOoh, Sleep when I’m dead, maybe not even then
OohOohOohOoh, Remember me when you’re alone...yeah

Didn't lift a finger, wasn't even your trigger
But the way that I figure it's still your damn fault.
Cock and reload her, over your shoulder
A fire is out but there's money to burn.

OohOohOohOoh, Sleep when I’m dead, maybe not even then
OohOohOohOoh, Remember me when you’re alone...yeah
OohOohOohOoh, Remember me when you’re alone I’ll be there

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released August 14, 2016
Written by Glenn di Benedetto
Performed by Parlour Bells
Emily McPherson, Viola
Mixed by Matt Tahaney
Mastered by Mike Quinn
Recorded at Q Division Studios

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