Unwound
Side Effects of Being Tired

[Verse 1]
When I hold my breath, your lungs collapse
In a dream perhaps on one of those days when I hold my tongue
It all comes back in a hated way
So if I said the words, you could sleep now
And if I said the words

[Chorus]
Her magistrate will concentrate
In attempts to show no signs of hate

[Verse 2]
When I hold my breath, your lungs collapse
In a dream perhaps on one of those days when I hold my tongue
It all comes back in a hated way
So if I've said the words, I could sleep now
Can't say the words

[Chorus]
Her magistrate will concentrate
In attempts to show no signs of hate

[Instrumental Outro]