Counting Sheep Lyrics

I'm finally at ease, my darling

Self-destruct tendencies are gone

So fill me with drink, to wash down the years

Of tomfoolery and the post-traumatic emptiness I feel

As the memories remain, I bide my time

While this black hole wears my face, I make it smile

From 8 to Five four three two one repeat

The luxury of counting sheep all night

Back on your feet, my soldier

The killer instinct has evolved

So bring me a box to rest my soap on

Because my hands are clean

And I'm prepared to hum along with Kumbaya

As the memories remain, I bite my tongue

While this black hole wears my face, I make it shine

From 8 to Five four three two one repeat

The luxury of counting sheep all night

Five four three two one repeat

The luxury of counting sheep all night

Liar, liar, liar

And Five four three two one repeat

The luxury of counting sheep

And don't forget to take your pills

And chase them back with past-life guilt

So if I die before I wake

I pray the Lord my soul's depraved

Where things go bump and yeah, they bite

I'm flailing into that good night