I can see it in my street
I can see it
I'm in my hospital bed
All I wanna do is sleep
Feel
Sadness does not have a home
Sadness does not have a
I want the keys to my brain
I wanna get out
Knocking me off the air into electronic oblivion
TV’s on TV’s
Picking out singers from the crib
Puffed your lips up and
Looking at happy girl
Sad here in sad world
Can't get her
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