DOA

I’m wide awake I’ve got things to consider
I’m wide awake but I’m runnin around all day
Vivid thoughts burn through the inertia
I work through ‘cause I’m trying to build my name
It takes a toll on the soul and the body
Through the day the creative fuse must fade

And I wind down and I wind down till nothing’s left and you know
By the time I’m home I’m DOA, that’s ok
Everyone pays dues when they reach this age
Feels like my break’s a long, long way, I wish I could
Reserve my soul for more important things

Oh, lethargic scribbles on the floor
Static consciousness, not more
My nimble hands reduced to slow
Strumming back and forth and

I’m wide awake I’ve got things to consider
I’m wide awake but I’m runnin around all day
Vivid thoughts burn through the inertia
I work through ‘cause I’m trying to build my name
It takes a toll on the soul and the body
Through the day the creative fuse must fade

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I lost my morning, can’t come home jaded
I lost my morning, can’t come home jaded

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