Sleeping with Scissors
All is well when it ends well
and now the end is nigh
Prayers set to the skies
to clean the troubled mind
Numb and in total comfort
is all what we crave to be
Mental anesthesia for me
If everything's really all right
Tell me why
I'm sleeping with scissors at night?
If the world's really doing ok
Why I don't feel like a part of it?
Facing anything real
doesn't seem like an option anymore
Total coverage from the
frontline of the mind war
I eat up their every gimmick
and say "I dig it with irony"
Spiritual flossing for me
If everything's really all right
Tell me why
I'm sleeping with scissors at night?
If the world's really doing ok
Why I feel so detached from it?
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