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Stuffy into brain Sneeze, wipe, drip, cough, and repeat It's time to sleep now
Stuffy into brain Sneeze, wipe, drip, cough, and repeat It's time to sleep now
On the stage as if Real people, honey I believe They think they're people
Stitched leather is real But sometimes just want data Get lost in numbers
What's fun after all But a feeling in your brain Embrace the spreadsheet
Wind thrust fall under Harbor your ill wills blowing Good thoughts prance away
In fair Verona Letters arrive day by day Who is to respond
Eddies in and out Toes sink under the sand bar Droplets on your legs
It is always cold In this barren land far from The crests and the foam
Unstoppable two Days until the big event Just do your best, man
Suds in a glass that Needs to be finished because I can't waste a thing
I sleep therefor I Am a lovely bag of bones Will I expire?