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Buck 65

Sleep Apnea

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Текст песни Buck 65 - Sleep Apnea

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[spoken]:In my darknessI speak now upon this object of natureAnd now upon thatAnd find it impossible to soothe my restless headHowever much I wish itThis perpetual action of mine deprives me almost wholly of sleep (Buck 65):I haven`t slept, sleep being the cousin of deathAnd as I lay there awake at night there wasn`t a breathThat exited my body that didn`t coincideWith the recycled evaluation of feelings that I know insideBoy Scouts have had their way with my stomachAnd a marionette hangs limply from my most important muscleI simply can`t imagine living on the moonHope that I can climb my way back to dreamland pretty soon(Buck 65):Prosthetic throwing arm, isn`t it fantastic?I won a one way ticket to hell in a handbasketIt seems like I got it made, and then I begin to feelLike I`d give up all my winnings for another chance to spin the wheelI don`t know if I have a prayer or a hope in heavenAll I know is that I`m afraid to read my horoscopeIt makes me wanna holler or at least let out a yellI`d give up my next life if I thought that it would helpI don`t wanna play no more, I just wanna get to sleepCuz most likely sleep will let me forget about the other people That haven`t been able to make me stop feelingLike demons are hiding the walls and in the ceilingMy catcher always told me you can`t hit what you can`t seeYour absence actually aggravates my fancyAnd my own stubble tickles me and irritates my sensitive skinI`m surprised at how uninventive I`ve been I`m frozen, but my mind`s made up and I`ve chosenTo lock the door behind the next person that goes inRaindrops keep falling on my cheeksAnd on my trusty little halo over my head, and so it`s getting rustyI`ve been poked by so many fingersThat getting poked by fingers don`t bother me no mo`I feel like a jellyfish, uncephalized, uncivilizedUnspecified, unspecializedCurrents carry me, my own endurance buries meDeterrents make me weary, so I wear this ring for reassuranceCurrents carry me, my own endurance buries meDeterrents make me weary, so I wear this ring for reassurance

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