By the river where the homeless sleep Melatonin and Nighttime Nyquil Tranquilizers can'y pacify me
Sleeping there in your arms Like sipping lemonade in the shade
Conversations cross the cortex In the cocktail party speak It's sh*t that i don't care about But all the voices sound like me
Sleeping there in your arms Like sipping lemonade in the shade For days and oh so many days
Melatonin and Nighttime Nyquil Tranquilizers and pints of Jim Beam
Maybe I could save me if I only knew the pill To take me into your arms
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