We Are Not Ourselves - Foxtails Brigade

Sleeplessly, I would think of

Stories with no beginning or end

Countless pointless observations

On the ratio of sheep to their friends

I am not my, I am not myself

We are not our, we are not ourselves

Restlessly I recollect all

Of the vulgar different ways you can swear

Picture all the different people

Who I’d like to see get pushed down the stairs

I am not my, I am not myself

We are not our, we are not ourselves

I’ve been tossing, turning in my bed for

What seems like so long

The minutes ticking on the clock, they

Go on, go on

All the voices talking in my mind tell

Me I’m not crazy

Be quiet!

Be quiet!

Just go to sleep, to sleep, to sleep!

To sleep!

We are not our, we are not ourselves

We are not our, we are not ourselves