(ExP)
Quick few bars before I hit the hay/
Waking at a reasonable hour just int the way/
Mate...I even sleep in on Christmas Day/
Live life in the moment that ticks away/
Let's head to the dream zone of Crystal Maze/
Didn't get drunk or even have a spliff today/
I'm still yawning like I worked from the first hint of day/
Put the graft in and didn't get in ‘till late/
Do some pro-resting when I'm protesting/
If I woke early an afternoon nap is so tempting/
Those senses that feel so tense just don't enter in/
The unconsciousness my soul sends in a moment and/
Those seconds become whole remnants of old legends/
...A bold sentence but probably true:/
I could sleep for the rest of my life and some days that's all I wanted to do/
Nodding off for a snooze whether or not I've had a coffee or two/
Only get up to pop to the loo/
Back under a duvet before it can properly lose/
The heat of a night's sleep, I've got nothing to do/
Some people say that once they wake they can't sleep...ahh mate/
That's a harsh fate, once I sleep I can't wake/
I avoid early starts like the plague/
Cos there int a chance in hell I'm getting up at 9 today/
My mind's escaped, suffice to say I put in grind/
But if I'm tired I break/
Sleep deprivation: the bull's horn through the china plate/
About 2pm is my kinda time of day/
Still stay on the down-low like Pirate bay/
Narcoleptic anonymous but signed my name/
“Hi, my name's Ben and I'd like to say/
I love my bed, sleeping late, and not trying to wake”/
Some say it's a sign you're weak or sign you're fake/
If you treat your life like you're trying to hibernate/
You queue in traffic, pillows are the only lines I face/
Engaged to the cousin of death till my dying day//

(Chorus x2)
Trying to get some sleep...tryna get to sleep...

(Addverse)
Now I can spend a lot of time tryna count some sheep/
I've even got to a thousand without the sleep/
I'm not yawning or nothing now/
Thoughts I'd forgot about/
Stalk as I sit, sipping Horlicks to knock me out/
It's all about any method I can dream up/
To drift down the stream, little effort is the theme son/
Late night meditate, me and sleep team up/
Got to give my head a break and try make a dream come/
Twilight twinkles in my eyesight, moonlight shines bright/
Taurus to Gemini, night night/
Wait for the age of Aquarius, sleep in delirious/
And wake when the solstice is nearing us/
Circle the earth my procession of the equinox/
Alignment occurs when I'm conscious my head is lost/
Divide time like, space I can get across/
Mind's on the Zodiac signs and the Pentecost/
Angelic paradox, interstellar quest of a spirit filled celestial...fighting off the demigods/
Climbing ascension of the mind/
Like divine intervention at a time when I'm moving with a rapid eye/
Nightmares happen I, fly from the land to sky/
Mind fully conscious, unconsciously passing by/
Intense and graphic my, sixth sense is sickening/
Feel myself slipping as the REM's kicking in/
Dreams of the Nephilim, schemes of the head it seems/
Demons can penetrate, and intercept every scream/
Sleep paralysis keeps me in static bliss/
Deep in the magic, believing it can exist/
And I'm asleep while defeating my challenges/
Only when I wake will I feel what the damage is/
Mentally back track and write down the sentences/
Try crack the code to decipher these messages...//

(Chorus x2)
Trying to get some sleep...tryna get to sleep...

(JND)
I don't get enough of it/
And when I do, then the trouble hits/
That’s when I'm losing, so up I get/
No time to snooze; pull the covers quick/
And if I do get to bed too soon then it's rubbish, this/
Guy's not designed to reside in the land of nod/
I'll survive with a few less hours, watch/
I work till I'm truly tired, then it's time to hop/
Round to the studio, recording all the rhymes I've got/
See I'm tryna live the dream, instead of dreamin’ 'bout it/
Cos when I sleep I'm not dreamin’ 'bout it/
The dream I'm found in could be me on mountains high, dragon slaying/
Or being chased by summat that I'm tryna hide away from/
Don't get me wrong, I love a good kip, there's nothing truer/
But only when I'm exhausted can I see it through to/
The next morning and it's time for work/
Even if it's Sunday, I'm still rising, my plots to earn/
Lots...the earth was made for me to conquer it/
Not to spend time trapped in a nondescript/
Haze, what I did escapes, so often it's a waste/
What’s the point of getting’ lost up in the maze/
Of my own sub-consciousness telling me things/
That I can't or won't remember when I wake from my dreams/
And it seems when I have ‘em, I'm not sleeping as well/
Restless, so you can keep your dreams to yourself//

(Outro x4)
Trying to get some sleep