Cannot hear what your saying 
Could I tell you so 
And I can't believe my troubles 
And I'm going home 

Lie and sleep 
Under deep 
You know 

While the cold winter waiting 
While it's turning cold
All these things we were searching 
Now we just don't know 

Lie and sleep 
Under deep
I think you know 

For the rhymes of an hour 
Now I'm going home 
And I can't believe I'm nothing
'Cause [bad word] down

Lie and sleep 
Under deep 
Do you know?