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[spoken]: In my darkness I speak now upon this object of nature And now upon that And find it impossible to soothe my restless head However much I wish it This perpetual action of mine deprives me almost wholly of sleep (Buck 65): I haven`t slept, sleep being the cousin of death And as I lay there awake at night there wasn`t a breath That exited my body that didn`t coincide With the recycled evaluation of feelings that I know inside Boy Scouts have had their way with my stomach And a marionette hangs limply from my most important muscle I simply can`t imagine living on the moon Hope that I can climb my way back to dreamland pretty soon (Buck 65): Prosthetic throwing arm, isn`t it fantastic? I won a one way ticket to hell in a handbasket It seems like I got it made, and then I begin to feel Like I`d give up all my winnings for another chance to spin the wheel I don`t know if I have a prayer or a hope in heaven All I know is that I`m afraid to read my horoscope It makes me wanna holler or at least let out a yell I`d give up my next life if I thought that it would help I don`t wanna play no more, I just wanna get to sleep Cuz most likely sleep will let me forget about the other people That haven`t been able to make me stop feeling Like demons are hiding the walls and in the ceiling My catcher always told me you can`t hit what you can`t see Your absence actually aggravates my fancy And my own stubble tickles me and irritates my sensitive skin I`m surprised at how uninventive I`ve been I`m frozen, but my mind`s made up and I`ve chosen To lock the door behind the next person that goes in Raindrops keep falling on my cheeks And on my trusty little halo over my head, and so it`s getting rusty I`ve been poked by so many fingers That getting poked by fingers don`t bother me no mo` I feel like a jellyfish, uncephalized, uncivilized Unspecified, unspecialized Currents carry me, my own endurance buries me Deterrents make me weary, so I wear this ring for reassurance Currents carry me, my own endurance buries me Deterrents make me weary, so I wear this ring for reassurance
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