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I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe
In a moment or two I realize
That the sphere upon which I reside
Is asleep on it's feet
Should I go back to sleep?
I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe
In a moment or two I realize
That the sphere upon which I reside
Is asleep on it's feet
Should I? Should I? Should I go back to sleep?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
On the surface you hate, but you know you need me
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit
Whatever helps you swallow the truth, all the more easily
We orbit the sun, I grow up
My open eyes see a zombified, somnambulist society
Leaving us as vitamins for the hibernating human animal
Do you? Do you? Do you see what I mean?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
On the surface you hate, but you know you want me
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit
Whatever helps you swallow the truth, all the more easily
And I wonder, will you digest me?
Into the sleep machine I won't plug in
In fact I'd rather die before I will comply
To you my friend, I write the reason I still live
'Cause in my mind it's set the vitamin is ripe to give
Coming closer to another two thousand years
You and I will pry the closed eye of the sleep machine
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
On the surface you hate, but you know you want me
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit
Whatever helps you swallow the truth, all the more easily
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