Asleep On My Feet - Children Collide

I’ve been looking for a timelord

To take me back to when I was a god

Blind saviours would recognise

That my faith it dissipates when my ideas collide

I’ve been searching for a way out

Find solace in this house of abuse

I wanna tear the comic strip strip down

I sleep on my feet so I can take it lying down

I keep tryna hitch a ride home

Tryna turn a trick to pay back a loan

Keep finding thieves in my bed

You know they’re only guilty when you catch them red handed

Peach, plum, princess pea

Punching holes in the galaxy

Day tripping hypnotist

Clairvoyant androgynist

Push me through the open door

Communicate in semaphore

Mind, bending, ending tricks

Every plot must have a twist

Promised me you’d meet me there

Promised me with cushioned stare

Promised me I could trust you

Glass slipper, Chinese shoe

Stole stolen parts to fix

Brick walls with broken sticks

Cried poor on Chapel st

Walked a mile in angel’s feet

Sardonic, caustic child

Truth industry bonfire

Blow people off my chest

Last breath, he must confess

I’ve been looking for a timelord

To take me back to when I was a god

Blind saviours would recognise

That my faith it dissipates when my ideas collide

I’ve been searching for a way out

Find solace in this house of abuse

I wanna tear the comic strip strip down

I sleep on my feet so I can take it lying down