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DEADSKIN proudly presents the title track for our Debut EP 'WHAT DO YOU COUNT TO FALL ASLEEP' Featuring Tyler Dennen, Former Vocalist of Sworn in. Now available to stream or purchase via: @DEADSKIN Follow DEADSKIN on social media: Facebook: Instagram: CREDITS Written by DEADSKIN Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Tom Cadden at Violent Sound Video Directed and Edited by Martin Wood at Interior Digital SFX - Kristina Ellul LYRICS I don’t even know who I am anymore Everything about me has changed, It’s like my words have been replaced, Fucking rearranged to suit a different face I am not the same, I am not the same no Maybe I’ve gone a little insane Without a doubt I am the black cloud Swallowing this whole town Everyone’s afraid of me now Maybe it’s just me Something I can’t replace I’ll never be the same Maybe it’s just me The blood on my sheets So many secrets to keep Maybe it’s just me The bodies in the streets Never gave me any relief Maybe it’s just me That lack of fucking sleep Why can’t I sleep? What do you count to fall asleep? What do you count to fall asleep? Are you counting sheep? Are you counting all the knives you fucking left in me? What do you count? What do you count to fall asleep? Fuck Now tell me can you tell me Is it worth this worthlessness? Really, I’ll swallow up the whole world And then I’’ digest it It fucking hurts, everything is hurt I don’t ever sleep, and I love on high alert It fucking hurts. Everything is pain Living like this is fucking inhumane Maybe its just me I want out, I want out I need motherfucking out Maybe its just me Have you ever stayed awake for 72 hours? Maybe its just me Hahaha, the only thing I’m count Are the days before I do it Maybe its just me Bang, bang make my brains hang Out my fucking skull What do you count to fall asleep? What do you count to fall asleep? Are you counting sheep? Are you counting all the knives you fucking left in me? What do you count? What do you count to fall asleep? You’ll never know what the fuck I’ve been through I’ve been hanging by a thread since my fucking youth Depressed, suicidal mess There’s no limit to What the fuck I’m gonna do to you Fuck Fuck you and everything you put me through This is the last anyone will ever hear from you What do you count to fall asleep? What do you count to fall asleep? Are you counting sheep? Are you counting all the knives you fucking left in me? What do you fucking count? What do you fucking count?
