Awake - Trash Talk

In the land of nod, he who sleeps with both eyes open is god

And makes a living off of killing the living one at a time

I am your hammer and sickle I am your ball and chain

I am your brain on drugs

I seek the peak of bliss and ZZZ is all I wish

Reflected in conniption fits I’m jaundiced, gaunted, sick sick sick.

Awake

I sleep through day after day but I just want to stay awake

I know the path is steep but still I seek the king of sleep

Amassed in moss, this ivory face I see cannot be me

Tie me off, come on and string me out

Collapse the highways to my heart straight from the horses mouth

I am the hole in your pocket I am your ball and chain

I am your brain on drugs

I seek the peak of bliss and ZZZ is all I wish

Reflected in conniption fits I’m jaundiced gaunted sick sick sick awake