It's morning and I'm awake
I feel like I've been asleep for years
Rolling out of bed
My soul's been chosen not to take
It's midday, it's afternoon Seems like it's gotten here too soon
I'm still in my underwear
It's evening and I'm alive Listening to "The Weight"
No bruises or abrasions outside
What a wonderful way
No bones protruding through my skin
For the day to end Pressing up on my eyes
And I want to live until I die.
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