| Sleeplessly, I would think of
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| Stories with no beginning or end
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| Countless pointless observations
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| On the ratio of sheep to their friends
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| I am not my, I am not myself
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| We are not our, we are not ourselves
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| Restlessly I recollect all
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| Of the vulgar different ways you can swear
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| Picture all the different people
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| Who I’d like to see get pushed down the stairs
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| I am not my, I am not myself
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| We are not our, we are not ourselves
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| I’ve been tossing, turning in my bed for
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| What seems like so long
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| The minutes ticking on the clock, they
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| Go on, go on
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| All the voices talking in my mind tell
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| Me I’m not crazy
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| Be quiet! |
| Be quiet!
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| Just go to sleep, to sleep, to sleep!
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| To sleep!
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| We are not our, we are not ourselves
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| We are not our, we are not ourselves |