Velcro Gloves Songtext

von Aftertaste

You lie awake at night terrified at times
You know when it's this still the thoughts return again
And you know that when you try counting sheep
You can't seem to keep yourself from helping them over the fence
say, that's sick and wrong
but that's a flat fact that you knew all along
you can't get enough (it up)
of (for) all the wool you pull with your velcro gloves
You haven't slept in days, maybe it's been weeks
And you're so afraid, you're haunted by their bleats
Pretty soon it's months turning into years
All it takes is once to perpetuate your fears
When you get to twenty-one nobody wants to know
How you keep counting sheep when you're out of fingers and toes, oh no!