A Dwhether you're aware of your limbs or of your hairA Eyou're the spitting image of you in glassAyou've got scratches on your armsDand you sleep through car alarmsA Ewho is stealing all the cars as you sleepAthe knives can cut the locksDwe can set back all the clocksA Ejust to lose another hour awayAwe'll live twice in every dayDthat we keep the sleep awayA Ei'll be good and keep my mouth shutDi know i can breatheEbut that's not enoughDi feel like i'm sleepingEand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake up
Source: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/t/the_antlers/im_hibernating_crd_ver_2.html