Sleep Talk EP

by Signals.

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released June 11, 2014

Neil Kennedy // Production for A-Side (Track 1)
Boe Weaver // Production for B-Sides (Track 2 and 3)
Liam Scott (Umbra Thoughts) // Dusk Remix (Track 4)
Chris Lyndon (Eraser) // Recuperate Remix (Track 5)
Paddy Henchman (Nautiq) // Dusk Remix (Track 6)
Darren Cranmer // Artwork

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Track Name: Sleep Talk
Am I working up your appetite? You're not used to working so hard for what you want. And i'm not afraid to tell you that I won't abide by your rules to smoke it out, sweat it out, shake it off, and go without.
Because i'm getting used to not having you around. Once i'd commit like the pull of a trigger, be by your side at the click of your finger, but i'm older now.

(I am older now).

You're in a cold sweat, i'm stone-cold sober. You're just cold inside, and this is over.
You're in a cold sweat, i'm stone-cold sober. You need a place to hide, a four-leaf clover.

You've got this chip on your shoulder (forget it, forget it) the weight of your world.
Don't let it take over, and call me when you get home.

This isn't for my benefit, there is a personal space grinding me down. And our eyes are running red raw from the things we said, even through walls, we built them all, a get-out clause, sleeping on floors.
I don't, I don't like it, how you speak to me in the dark. I don't, I don't, want it, living quite callus, living it large.

You're in a cold sweat, i'm stone-cold sober. You're just cold inside, and this is over.
You're in a cold sweat, i'm stone-cold sober. You need a place to hide, a four-leaf clover.

You've got this chip on your shoulder (forget it, forget it), the weight of your world.
Don't let it take over, and call me when you get home.
You've got this chip on your shoulder (forget it, forget it), the weight of your world.
Don't let it take over, and call me when you get home.

You've been talking in your sleep (badabadaba)
Paper trails amongst the trees (badabadaba)
But let's, forget it, forget it, badabadaba.
Forget it, forget it, badabadaba
Forget it, forget it, badabadaba
Forget it, forget it, badabadaba

You've got this chip on your shoulder (forget it, forget it), the weight of your world.
Don't let it take over, and call me when you get home, home.