Lyrics:

When you're walking in the street Spoiling for a fight, Hoping for a miracle And theres no miracle in sight Registerin zero Cos you're bombed out on the blues, You feel like some bad story In yesterdays news. It make you wanna make lay face down On the grass so brown, Where the sun beats down On the bakin ground. To find sweet release In endless sleep. Endless sleep. When you're hanging by a thread, Clutchin at a straw, Ain't got nothing left And the world keeps shoutin more, more. You haven't got an earthly Cos your heart bust up inside. Nobody you can turn to this time No place you can hide. Makes you want to lay face down On the grass so brown Where the sun beats down On the bakin ground. To find sweet release In endless sleep. Endless sleep. Endless sleep.