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spitting words into a screen
while i am losing to a dream
i hear her voice it's calling me
to fade to black and suddenly
i'm halfway there to r.e.m.
i try to fight i can't see them
the ones who place this weight on my
own falling lids and closing eyes
consciousness comes back to me
so i can read what's on my screen
the text is plain much like the song
but anyways let's move along
to this place of darkness dread
where all my thoughts play in my head
projected film for all to see
for those awake while i'm alseep

my breathing heavies and i am weak
my face is down head-first in sheets
keystroke sounds are all i hear
my mind and thoughts begin to smear
i cannot tell what's coming nextthe final word of endless text
i hear her voice is calling still
i don't belong in chapel hill
i'm half awake, but i still know
that this was not the place to go