This Time of Night Lyrics by Kurt Vile
Fucked up, anxious
Full of fear
How, how did I get here?
Well I don’t know
Pull the sheets over my eyes again
Caught blind this time of night
It’s wicked, but it’s warm
And it doesn’t feel right
Waiting for nothing
These feelings come and go
How, how do I get out of here?
Well I don’t know
Pull the sheets over my eyes again
Caught blind this time of night
It’s wicked, but it’s warm
And it doesn’t feel right
Pull the sheets over my eyes
Pull the sheets over my eyes
Pull the sheets over my eyes
Pull the sheets over my eyes