Sleeping Alone from Mysterious Teriyaki by Mysterious Teriyaki

Back home from another night of cigarettes and booze
Lots of girls left out there to choose
Bedroom seems so empty like the inside of my soul
Lucky me I’m covered from the cold

Not a body in here except my bones
Not even connected to my phone
Beer cans cover every spot around my fuckin’ bed
But it sure as hell beats sleepin’ alone

Got a little tipsy on the road
Shouldn’t be this far from my own home
I think I’ll park and pray that I don’t code
Heater’s on and I got my radio

Frequency and airwaves, yeah, they blanket me
All these sounds and warmth are just so sweet
Every song is rocking me off to fuckin’ sleep
And it sure as hell beats sleepin’ alone

After all this time I found you here
Threw away those cans of my old beer
Now the only thing I get to hear
Is your breath and it becomes so clear

Since I have become my own worst enemy
Lost upon the shore for all to see
Filmed in front of an audience I can’t get any peace
But it sure as hell beats sleepin’ alone

• Rock
• alternative
• punk
• Seattle