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Johnny Manchild and the Poor Bastards, Jonathan Garrett
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When I wake up, I close my eyes
I try to remember my dreams from the night
I cling to the sheets, and try to shut my eyes and get out of this life
The angels scream from the backlit trees, yeah, I hear them cry
Let him sleep, let him sleep
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And it follows, this feeling of regret
Not for what I have done, but for everything that I haven't yet
If I make my bed, then I'll lie in it
But I can't sleep, all I sow I reap, and I'm not making shit
The ink is bleeding out, and all I write, I tear it up to bits
The last cry of a far cry sideshow, and no one wants to listen to it
And I don't know where I'm going but rest assured, I'm going there slow
And I'm betting on anywhere but here, poised for the poison
I'm running out of choices, in reflection
Now I question what choice I had at all
Fall to my knees, on the cemetery leaves
And I cry how I never said, my love, goodbye
Fat sick, yellow, the final words I bellow in the night
Please, God, let me sleep, let me sleep
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