I woke up on Sunday with venom on my breath,
Surly & sarcastic I forgot about my death.
Put your hands on my head & my heart.
I dreamed I had a nervous breakdown, I dreamed that death is beautiful,
I dreamed that my cat ran away, and all of that seems plausible.
Put your hands on my head & my heart.
I woke up on Monday & I fell out of my bed.
I knocked the wind out of my lungs & a crack into my head.
