كلمات Waiting Till The Day I Die

I don't know which way to turn my head That's for you to decide I don't think that I can make my bed Get up, make your bed I can't get up, I'm going down The records playing and I'm going round and round Going down Waiting till the day I die Can't decide if I should turn a new leaf That's you turning inside Find that sleeping there is sweet relief Wake up, you sleepy head The room is cold, and I'm all alone The curtain's drawn And the night is coming to a close The sun is rising But it never seems to shine no more We're not eating, we're not sleeping Waiting till the day that I die We're not eating, we're not sleeping Waiting till the day that I die We're not eating, we're not sleeping Waiting till the day that I die We're not eating, we're not sleeping Waiting till the day that I die You're going down down down you're going (Repeat 7x) Going down Going down Going down Can't decide if you should turn a new leaf That's for me to decide You maybe thinking 'bout the life you lead Get up, I've made my bed… and I can't get up, I'm going down The records playing and I'm going round and round Going down Waiting till the day I die