| Insomnia or Anemia |
| You have no soul This is my room It really makes me wonder I'm scared out of my mind I'm always a bit too vague But I can't say things any clearer Even background beats seem threatening Screw this and I'm wasting away Here I've found my refuge I write to write to right And there's different levels From which I jump to endless doom As long as it rhymes But here comes the soothing So I've got to go to sleep I've become rather tired. |