Hear your heartbeat
 Beat a frantic pace
 And it’s not even seven AM
 You’re feeling [bad word] of anguish
 settling
 You cannot help showing them in
 Hurry up then
 Or you’ll fall behind and
 They will take control of you
 And you need to heal the hurt behind
 your eyes
 Fickle words crowding
 your mind

So
 Sleep, sugar, let your dreams
 flood in
 Like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe
 within
 Sleep, sweetie, let your floods [bad word] in
 And carry you over to a new morning

Try as you might
 You try to give it up
 Seems to be holding on fast
 It’s hand in your hand
 shadow over you
 beggar for soul in your face
 Still it don’t mater if you
 won’t listen
 If you won’t let them follow you
 You just need to heal
 Make good all your lies
 Move on and don’t look behind

So
 Sleep, sugar, let your dreams
 flood in
 Like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe
 within
 Sleep, sweetie, let your floods [bad word] in
 And carry you over to a new morning

Day after day
 Fickle visions messing with your head
 Fickle, vicious
 Sleeping in your bed
 Messing with your head
 Fickle visions
 Fickle, vicious:

Sleep, sugar, let your dreams
 flood in
 Like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe
 within
 Sleep, sweetie, let your floods [bad word] in
 And carry you over to a new morning