Clean Sheets
Whispers of Time: Love and Longing in Clean Sheets
Lyrics
I try and smile when you ask me if everything is alright.
I put on a façade of happiness when you inquire about my well-being.
Then, I quietly sigh when I'm not surprised.
However, I silently express disappointment when the outcome doesn't surprise me.
Since it always goes like this, and I'm pissed,
This situation is familiar and frustrating, as I struggle to find the right moment to address issues.
Cause I never can find the right time.
I'm upset because I can never identify the opportune time to discuss things.
I never can find the right time.
This difficulty in finding the right time is a recurring problem.
I know that we can find our style,
Despite the challenges, I believe we can discover our unique way of doing things.
But if we don't, I'll play you every song I know,
If not, I'm willing to share my musical repertoire with you and enjoy playing together.
Then jam out for a while, for a while.
We can engage in musical improvisation for a considerable duration.
Please. Stay a little longer with me.
I request you to stay a bit longer in my company.
Please. I'm so sick and tired of just going to sleep.
I'm exhausted from merely going to sleep; I crave more meaningful connections.
No matter how clean I keep my sheets.
Regardless of keeping my surroundings neat, there's an underlying issue affecting my peace.
No matter how clean I keep my sheets, all I taste is perspiration.
Even with clean sheets, all I experience is discomfort and stress.
My senses numb to all sensation.
I feel emotionally numb and detached from my senses.
You clearly know now, so please just speak,
You are aware of the situation, so I urge you to communicate openly.
Or things may not be fine.
Failure to address issues may lead to complications.
I'll listen, but we're running out of time.
I am willing to listen, but time is running out.
Look at that. cll out of time.
Highlighting the urgency of the situation - time is slipping away.
Please. Stay a little longer with me.
I repeat the request for you to prolong your stay in my life.
Please. Everything is singe-ing the way you think of me.
Various aspects are causing discomfort in how you perceive me.
No matter how clean I keep my sheets.
Despite efforts to maintain cleanliness, inner struggles persist.
No matter how clean I keep my sheets, I'm still staring at the ceiling.
Even with pristine sheets, I find myself gazing at the ceiling, lost in thought.
It looks like space, but I know the paint is only peeling.
The ceiling resembles space, but it's a facade, as the paint is deteriorating.
You clearly know now, so please just speak,
Reiteration of the plea for honest communication to avoid complications.
Or things may not be fine.
Failure to communicate may lead to an unfavorable outcome.
I'll listen, but we're running out of time.
Although I am open to listening, time is slipping away.
Look at that. We're all out of time.
Emphasizing the dwindling time available for resolution.
Please. Stay a little longer with me.
A repeated plea for an extended companionship.
Please. Everything is stinging in my fantasy.
Discomfort is intensifying in my imagination or dreams.
No matter how clean I keep my sheets.
Despite efforts to maintain cleanliness, inner struggles persist.
No matter how clean I keep my sheets.
Repetition of the ongoing internal conflicts despite external efforts.
No matter how clean I keep my,
Repetition emphasizing the persistence of inner struggles.
No matter how clean I keep my,
Continued emphasis on the ongoing internal conflicts.
No matter how clean I keep my,
Reiteration of the persistence of inner struggles despite efforts.
No matter how clean I keep my,
Continued emphasis on the ongoing internal conflicts.
No matter how clean I keep my sheets.
Final repetition highlighting the enduring nature of internal struggles.
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