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| 17 4/1/01 Sleepless Nights Sleep is what I want and need, But can�t have it because of all these thoughts To many things racing through my head, I write them down to relieve some of my strain It�s now two o�clock I see, Oh wait, I mean three because of this fucked up thing Put the clocks ahead a hour they say, All a conspiracy to screw me the whole time, Out of the thing I need, My extra little hour, Of uninterrupted dreams. |