| Coyotes lurking on Sunset Boulevard have become self aware
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| Last night one stopped just to ask me
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| «Is it true, you’ve stared at the abyss?»
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| I said «Yes, yes… of course I have, but was so let down when it just stared
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| back
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| So I buried my songs in the backyard.»
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| The coyote gave a coy smile and said «The very thing you observe becomes the
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| master that you serve»
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| Ahh, danger! |
| It’s so exciting and damn if it ain’t fun though
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| Damn if it ain’t fun though
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| That is until there’s a payphone at the psych ward that knows me by my first
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| name
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| There’s a payphone at the psych ward that knows me by my first name now
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| True
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| Blood rush
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| Slow breath
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| The weight of things I can’t control!
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| Blood rush
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| Slow breath
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| The weight of things I can’t control!
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| The dream is that you awaken from a deep sleep, wake up suddenly damp and
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| panicked and are overwhelmed with the sudden feeling that there is a
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| distillation of total evil in this dark strange subdorm room with you,
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| that evil’s essence and center is right here, in this room, right now.
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| And is for you alone
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| Aching Anger and crushing boredom
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| It’s no wonder there’s a war
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| In my head that rages on
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| As I walk slowly through the store
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| Staring blankly, ugly vacant
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| Still at times I miss that life
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| In fleeting moments or in a romantic daydream
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| As I walk slowly through the store
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| You’re never going to change… you’ll always be the same… it’s pointless so
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| don’t try!
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| You’re never going to change… you’ll always be the same… besides who am I
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| to want a better life!!!
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| The coyotes down on Sunset Boulevard are self aware
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| Late last night, one stopped and asked me
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| «Have you stared at the abyss?» |