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Is someone talking to me? Is something crawling through me? Digging holes in my brain, deconstructing my frame Haven't peed for three days, some say I should hydrate But I won't start the flood, revive my dried-up blood If we could only leave our bodies, find some place to keep from rotting Asking me too much of me, hiding out behind the scenes In the dark corners, wait for morning, in the sun we'll find our glory Is shaking all night worth the party, next time stop before the heartache I read the warning label, "DO NOT PLUG-IN UNSTABLE" I plugged-in anyway, I didn't feel the shock wave Invited people over to add to the disorder They filed up in lines, annihilate my plans From Letras Mania