Night Sweats - Lloyd Cole

So I’m a complicated motherfucker, you knew that

Before you added to the complication

Hacked my meditation

Yours till the end of time

Yours till the end of time

So I’m messed up

Cause I messed up

And I’m always on the verge

Of something beautiful or terrible

Or passing out and waking up

Lying in pool of sweat

Lying in pool of sweat

You know how it is

So you know how it is

You’re not blind to it

You know exactly where I’m going with this

I don’t self love

I don’t self help

Just slow self desecration

Man on the edge of time

Man on the edge of time

Everything in moderation

To hell with that

Everything in moderation

To hell with that

Everything in moderation

Everything in moderation

To hell with that

But if you hold me darling

If you hold me close

We might just make it to the morning

If you hold me close

But if you hold me darling

I’m thinking about rhyming righteous

With might just

And I might just

And I’m not fooling around

I need lines

Deadlines

I’m trying to put what’s left of my mind

To finishing this godamned hat

I’m finishing this godamned hat

So I’m a complicated motherfucker

I’m all that

I’m getting ever more complicated

Slick, self medicating

Lying in a pool of sweat

Lying in a pool of sweat

But if you hold me darling

If you hold me close

We might just make it to the morning

If you hold me close

We might just make it to the morning…