i i i i i i yeah i only smoke weed when i need to and i need to get some rest where s the cess i confess i burned the hole in the mattress yes yes it was me i plead guilty and at the count of three i pull back the duvet make my way to the refrigerator one dry potato inside no lie not even bread jam when the light above my head went bam i can t see something s all over me greasy insomnia please release me and let me dream about makin mad love on the heath tearin off tights with my teeth but there s no relief i m wide awake in the kitchen it s black and i m lonely oh if i could only get some sleep creaky noises make my skin creep i need to get some sleep i can t get no sleep1