I'm Not Awake

Shake me up, I’m not awake.
I want to get rid of everything.
Ask the dust, the dust you dusted off your feet, your feet, your feet.
The leather wrapped around your feet.

I don’t want to be a prisoner.
Call it over and be freer.
I just want to leave the moonless darkness that eats up the tenderness.

Ooh.

I’d like to leave it behind, and then wake up.
Because this has bored me straight out of my mind.
I’d like to leave it behind, and then wake up.
I’d like to leave it behind.

Shake me up, I’m not awake.
I want to get rid of everything.
Ask the dust, the dust you dusted off your feet, your feet, your feet.
The leather wrapped around your feet.

I don’t want to be a prisoner.
Call it over and be freer.
I just want to leave the moonless darkness that eats up the tenderness.

I know what you want, but I have changed.
I want to be hung to dry and fade.
In the sun like a clean t-shirt that holds water drops from the dry rain.

Ooh.

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