Culture

When I hardly get to sleep and I rest Beside a wall In the car I hit the Street, it would be best without a soul Would You tell me how you wonder if I stay With you instead Would you wake up in the Morning, find me laying in your bed This culture Where I live without you This culture where I live without you This culture where I live without you This culture Where I live without you If only I could be his sad but true And every evening I hear it dying Too When I hardly get to sleep and I Rest beside a wall In the car I hit The street, it would be best without a soul Would you tell me how you wonder if I Stay with you instead Would you wake up in The morning, find me laying in your bed This Culture where I live without you This culture where I live without you This culture where I live without you This culture Where I live Without You