I need to cut my fingernails, And I avoid reflections they`re not help to my cause, I quote a line from a movie that seems funny at the time, No I won`t say it again, I had a dream that I learnt to write, on the phone I can`t get the time right, On the next train when it comes now I`m coming home, I get excited by an interesting moment, Then I liken it to something that I`ve heard of before, I try to censor all my senses at once resulting in the fact that I am terminally bored, I was born to stay awake, I don`t want to think of how much more I can take, I`ll catch the next train when it comes, Now I`m coming home, I lay wake and I dream of sleep, Well I`m no good with numbers so I`m fucking all the sheep, My eyes are closed but my mine is closed too, I don`t know what that means so I won`t say it again, Such a straggle to stay awake, don`t want to think of how much more I can take, I guess the bus is leaving soon, now I`m coming home.
Enough said, too much room in my heard, I`m missing all our dying plants, I miss the warm bed, a longing sense is so hard to attack, I think of all the good things now I want to comes back, I`m not complaining about the life I`m in, If I did I wouldn`t know where to begin, So I will shut up, turn on the light, now I`m coming home Well I`m on the next train when it comes, now I`m coming home, And I guess the bus is leaving soon, now I`m coming home.
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