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In the Morning
Johnny Manchild and the Poor Bastards, Jonathan Garrett
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I don't wanna be here anymore, eyes on the floor,
Watching dust collect upon the metal of the vents
And insects marching, diligent to enter where they can
I wanna be just like them,
Another ant with one persisting drive
To find a better source of sustenance
I always find myself pursuing all the things that drag me further down
One more round of apathy for now
Just to help me push it all back down
I'm back down, eyes blacked out, can it pass now?
I'm counting sheep to fall asleep but they surround
Now the teeth begin to gnash and tear away, I am left to wither down
My own mind's beating back time,
Again forever stuck inside a thought that I can't seem to figure out
Another narrative reduced to
Monochrome and I can't seem to hear the sound
One more girl to kill it all away
Just one night and everything's okay
And in the morning I can tighten up, clean it up
Forget my worries and I'll brighten up, I'm on top
I know my mind has just been out of line
I'll see the sun and I know I'll be fine
And in the evening I can see my friends
I'll come around and wear a smile again
And I won't let it go away this time
No, I won't let it wash away this time
Right?
(Assorted trombones and da-da-das)
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