It's good to have a window on the world
And live deep in the heart of the beast in the sun
Night after night I do the same damn thing
Do the weirdness dance for those who can't
Getting to the point that I can't take it anymore
Anymore
Waking up at 3 PM in the trashed bedroom
Sharp with needles and knives
Reach for the crutches that keep in motion
Vague memories that keep me alive
Like when she used to call me
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