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Subdued Existence

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Published: Oct 7, 2012

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It's invisible, but I can hear the ticking of the clock
It's impossible, but I can feel it down my spine
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
When oh when, will sleep be mine?

Sandman come
Wrap me up with cloaked mystery
Startling adventure, seducing madness, honeyed romance
Embrace me with your dreams

Nightmares attack with all your might
Brutally vicious and frightfully mean
Full of fear and thrills
Embrace the dark, no defense, no fight

Oh woe is me, just let my eyes close
Let me be seduced by the Underworld
Sucked into the black, black night
Just let my eyes close

Sleep overcome me
Old friend, visit for tea
Shake my hand and kiss me
With your stealthy lips filled with forever

Like Sleeping Beauty let me lie
Unmoving and painfully dead
A tragic romance, let me die
On a soft pillow, let me lay my head

But alas and woe
My pleas remain unheard
Advil PM, down they go
Now to bed I go, shhh not another word

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