some say sleep is the cousin of death
in that case ive been hanging with the grim reapers relative for years 
earlier today well at 3 o clock pm i awoke from my 13 hour night sleep to see your face telling the world finally awake 
 i remember my night sleeps were only 6 hours when i had known you 
i knew when i awake i have something to look forward too.
now the closest i get to you is in my dreams
makes me want to yell out and scream
13 hours that means
im dead for over half my day
 and what do you have to say
nothing but argue here argue there
do you get tired of yelling at me this part of love is unfair
do you care
 i doubt
i dont think you understand me so i shout
 is it you i cant take 
everytime i talk to you i start to shake
im sixteen and getting gray hairs
i found a couple in your hair
guess thats your stresses spare
 we cant even say hi anymore without arguing
 why so tart you seem
i shall not ask cause its like a chore a unwelcomed task
take off your evil mask
 and just relax
enjoy the moment
the day is ours its nothing to be wrong with
were in love were gods angels
not the devils ghost
why do i hang on
why cant i love anyone else 
the words i love you come after every arguement
isnt it scary my heart can you please carry
i guess we argue for the times after where the love feels stronger
when it feels like love we have conquored
who wouldve ever thaught you would come down to this big city to be with this country bonker
   its time for me to go
im yawning now dont feel like arguing as if its going to make us grow 
and if i die in my sleep tonight i love you from now to forever just to let you know
             -god son