Zachary Schwartz, Patrick Conaboy, Rivka Ravede, Kyle Laganella
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Lyrics
I'm slipping away to call collect, sir
My quarters are set aside
Not a payphone in this realm
Could dial out to a landline
I got no patience for this bullshit
I got a vision on both sides
They keep pullin' on me every time
I try to sleep on my bad side
That food's not edible
I can't sift through this in a year
Breakin' my back to fall asleep without any fear
Breakin' my neck to fall, ah
No sleep when it's clear
Tell me where not to look and I won't look at all
(You're already gone)
Take my eyes and flush them out, paste them to the wall
(You're already gone)
Moments before REM, I jerk up and sweat
(You're not better yet now)
Count my sheep, one, two, three, four, five and back to sleep
(Clutching to my dreams)
