Getting Over It - Sleepless

Sick with your self-indulgence I wanna talk to you but you won't budge I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Tough luck) Lost in your false delusion I wanna listen but you don't say much I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Get up) This is tough love This is getting over it What's this weight that's pulling your chin down? That's self-hate, your eyes are a ghost town I won't wait, don't want you to miss out Start up the truck, so many stories ahead I know you're a victim Not gonna deny that Your spirit is liquid And I've suffered like that We're fighting you frozen And we're gonna show them I know you hate to count on others I feel the same But I need you standing on your feet Sick with your self-indulgence I wanna talk to you but you won't budge I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Tough luck) Lost in your false delusion I wanna listen but you don't say much I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Get up) You got one life You're gonna piss it all away Self-pity ain't safe You're gonna piss it all away You're gonna piss it all away You got one life You're gonna piss it all away You got one life You're gonna piss it all away Self-pity ain't- Sick with your self-indulgence I wanna talk to you but you won't budge I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Tough luck) Lost in your false delusion I wanna listen but you don't say much I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Get up)

Hmmm... How did I get here? Why am I naked? I'd better climb and decide what my fate is Don't ask why I'm holed in a cast iron cauldron While holding a massive hammer, that's how I roll, bruh No exposition needed (uh-uh), this expedition's heated (oh!) And that's no surprise considering the thing in which I'm seated We each make decisions in life We probably wouldn't repeat if we were given them twice So now I'm naked, and I'm livin' inside a great big cooking pot And keeping in mind these limitations, I am looking hot While redefining what it means to be a mountaineer Keep on climbing, keep on trying, I need to get out of here I won't cease until I meet the sky above, goal is: To shoot for the moon, that's why they call me Buzz Cauldron I'm a guy inside a pot, climbing up The side of a pile of stuff 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down (Down, down, down) It's quite a drop! I'm just a guy inside a pot, climbing up The side of a pile of stuff 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down (Down) It's quite a drop! Quick, you better get a grip, 'cause if you slip then maybe you'll Release the sledgehammer, like your name is Peter Gabriel (ah) Climbing up Solsbury Hill requires control and the skill Of a bloke that's stuck inside a cauldron, holding a real Big tool that's unsuitable for such a challenge But it's bloody beautiful, refuse to fall, I can manage To keep my balance like I'm doing ballet on a Segway All upper body strength, so what if I skip leg day? Not just anybody can get over it with Bennett Foddy Again and again, you're in the belly of a Teletubby What's the surprise at the end, is it a belly rub? Don't tell me, buddy, but I'll just guess it is very funny I'm just a guy inside a pot, climbing up The side of a pile of stuff 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down (Down, down, down) It's quite a drop! I'm just a guy inside a pot, climbing up The side of a pile of stuff 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down (Down) It's quite a drop! Why did I make this? (What?) This horrible hike Up an impossible mountain? I could have made something you would have liked And since success is delicious, that would have been wise Instead I must confess: That this isn't nice (no) It tastes of bitterness, it is capricious It sets setbacks for the ambitious It lacks lenience, it's bracing and inhumane But not everyone is the same I created this game for a certain kind of person To hurt them

Twenty years ago Saw a friend was walking by And I stopped him on the street to ask him How it went and all he did was cry And I looked him in the face But I couldn't see past his eyes I asked him what the problem was He says, here's your disguise Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by, by Old man lays Down by the railroad tracks Got no paper on his pocket Got no paper on his back And I asked him what the time was He says, hit the road now, Jack Went back to see him next week He died of a heart attack and died away Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by He's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by, by Grandma, she was sick And she is gonna die And grandpa had a seizure Moved into a hotel cell and died away My parents They just wonder When they both are gonna die And what'll I do when they die? Well, I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by, by Well, I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Can hardly get it over it Can hardly get by, by, goodbye Hardly getting over it

I tried and tried I tried so many things that wouldn't take Like stop the leak, prevent the flood, some say But nothing helped at all And you're not listening to what I say You waste the time for memories made Communication has not made its way to your agenda for today Or any other day 'Cause this is the last time I'm gonna say it If you come around here, you know We're gonna have some problems, though 'Cause yeah, we're over Get over it, though I've seen that look before Leave that shit at your door 'Cause yeah, we're over Get over it, though Now I'm shouting out You gotta hear me Can you end this now I'm tired of waiting You don't get the point And you don't get control And we both have a chance If you just let go You can't have me tonight, tomorrow night, the next day For anyone or anything And anyway, I'm not asking you to stay You're not my fucking problem, one you just throw away Let's burn this house we built up down and simply walk away If you come around here, you know We're gonna have some problems, though 'Cause yeah, we're over Get over it, though I've seen that look before Leave that shit at your door 'Cause yeah, we're over Yes, we're over I'm gonna win this conversation Look who's got the microphone I can't believe you're stuck on always trying to fuck me up Yeah, I think you ruined us all Yeah, I truly believe you fucking ruined us all If you come around here, you know We're gonna have some problems, though 'Cause yeah, we're over Get over it, though I've seen that look before Leave that shit at your door 'Cause yeah, we're over Yes, we're over