Aftertaste – Velcro Gloves

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!