Night Sweats

Lloyd Cole


So I'm a complicated motherfucker, you knew that
Before you added to the complication
Hacked my meditation
Yours till the end of time
Yours till the end of time
So I'm messed up
'Cause I messed up
And I'm always on the verge of something beautiful
Or terrible or passing out and waking up
Lying in a pool of sweat
Lying in a 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)
If you hold me close (if you hold me)
We might just make it to the morning (if you hold me)
If you hold me close (if you hold me)
If you hold me darling

I'm thinking about rhyming righteous
With might just
And I might just
And I'm not fooling around
I need lines
Deadlines
I'm trying to put what's left of my mind
To finishing this God damn hats
I'm finishing this God damn hats

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 (if you hold me)
We might just make it to the morning (morning)
If you hold me close (if you hold me)
We might just make it to the morning (if you hold me)
We might just make it to the morning (if you hold me)
We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it


Autor(es): Lloyd Cole