Sleeping Standing Still

Tin foil folded on corners and ash in a ring on the edge
Sheets up to make you feel warmer and thoughts wriggle round in your head
Dress up in a white shirt out in the neon. Drink and then rack up a bill
Eyes start to close up and that's me gone; I'm sleeping standing still (Yeah)
I could not sleep against last night
Don't trust my eyelids closed
The black dog finds me crossed with silver
Tickles my wrist with it's nose
We wrap ourselves up and flood into the square
And then drink and then rack up a bill
The night fades into black again
Still sleeping standing still.
You see, I promised I would fix myself
Find peace in my own skin
Maybe I am, but I cant tell
If I have, or where I'd begin.
The glad-rags are on; paint the town red.
I'll drink and then rack up a bill
The head of my bed don't get its fill
Still sleeping standing still (Still)
Tin foil folded on corners and ash in a ring on the edge
Sheets up to make you feel warmer and thoughts wriggle round in your head
Dress up in a white shirt out in the neon. Drink and then rack up a bill
Eyes start to close up and that's me gone; I'm sleeping standing still (Yeah)
Realistically I'ma be what I wanna be
If I wanna re-write these nights, I'd be free right?
Well you're free to agree, but you'll be my
(Yeah)
Guest in digesting the pressing depression
That rests in my head and invests in regression
Then quests through the darkness. Then rests in the session
There's less to address, manifests in aggression
And then I get a little tired
And sleep ain't where I head
The streets at night get me inspired
To skip the night in bed
I get another round in
Pop another pill
I wanna see these nights out
'til I'm sleeping standing still (Uh-uh)
Tin foil folded on corners and ash in a ring on the edge
Sheets up to make you feel warmer and thoughts wriggle round in your head
Dress up in a white shirt out in the neon. Drink and then rack up a bill
Eyes start to close up and that's me gone (Yeah); I'm sleeping standing still (Yeah)