Insomniac Montage of a Sleepless Battleground
There is something wrong in my mind.
What could it be? What could it be?
Lack of sleep: disrupting my complacency.
I’m going, I’m going, I’m going crazy.
I’m going, I’m going, outside of my head.
The interdependencies of mind, mind and body,
Clash, clash the curtains viewing reasons to sleep.
The inner machine favors insanity,
So does time as it never stops ticking and ticking,
And ticking - parallel to my mind.
I’m going, I’m going, I’m going crazy.
I’m going, I’m going, outside of my head.
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