I wake up too early
I wake up too early
octagonal creatures bleeding again
down in the black lagoon
bad dreams and an earache
on a sour stomach
aspirin don't make it
I blew up this bridge
this bomb in my hand
somebody else hold my anger --
I will not return this way again
took it back once too often
let somebody else turn the other cheek
this week


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