I sleep deeply every night in a world that's better than real lifei found a hiding place beneath a dirty blanket of distorted bassthere's music in my head i heard a gasoline voiced mixed with marlboro reds singing:"pick up your head again...if you want to be kingthen nobody must keep you down..."and yes now i'm back from the deadi'm gonna turn it up loud inside your headwith the sound of many days when we could feel the cheap drugs squeezing through our veinslike a million girls and boys i'm just another grainy brick in a wall of noisei really missed you yesterday and just for a momentsomething was reeling me in someone was breathing me inbut i lived in the slip of your frown and this place has been getting me downyou hung out for my suicideyou were pushing it down the airsupplybut you never did try to find the timeto let us be together in your cage or mineand since you never noticed me well how about you open up your eyes and see me nowMusic fills my empty bones And
some times it seems it's the only place I've left to goHey hey heyHappy Birthday anyway
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