Sleep little flea Little boy Me a freak Am I clean? I feel like men I feel like boys I think I`m peeling the ringing in my ears from playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd I`m disconnected I am unattached An unmade bed makes me feel like a failure Bedroom eyes lead to blurry vision And the ringing in my ears from playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd Too pale Too sick Too scrawny But I`ll sleep here anyway And the sheets smell like bodies Not mine Not yours It`s two a.m. and it`s quiet again Where`s my lip gloss?
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