Tim de Vil & His Imaginary Friends - Sleepy Hollow lyrics

I'm the Marlboro man without the cowboy hat I'm a charlatan without the bag of tricks I'm wear for the worst, and better than most A restless soul with no place to go I'm shelter in bad weather I don't think so… I'm the f**ing storm Without within Without a doubt Without within without Oh, I am without within without a doubt I'm stuck together like the pages of a Playboy That I stuffed under my mattress in 1997 And I date myself with references That came before the internet A self-emptying prophecy, a real romantic comedy Starring me and myself as star crossed lovers in the leads With a cliché happy ending too explicit for TV And I'm always going to be A self-indulging, self-loathing, self-helping, self-hurting Barely me human being So I cover it up With opinions of The things I like to love Like paintings, television Or f**ing with the lights on Food, my dogs, or songs Or long drives with that special someone Talking about nothing And eventually no one can see What's buried underneath Not even me And I can sleep