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Electric President

Nightmare No. 5 Or 6

Woke up cold and the room was dark

Just some light from the moon

Felt your breath on my neck and it made me homesick

I don't mind if it's all in my head

My mind was built for lies

And your laugh sounds like glass, and it cuts right

Through me

Dreaming is not a one way process

You wanted problems? You got 'em

You got enough to break down anyone

You want to prove that you're the tough kind

But no one asks to be a martyr; it just happens to you

You say we've got it wrong, that you're different

Well, call it what you want, it's same difference

You bit off more than you can chew with this

Now we're calling in the debt

No matter if it sinks you

Daylight breaks and the world looks bent

Like I've got shotglass eyes

Pick me up, fix my tie, roll me toward the cliffside

I don't mind if I fall this time

My knees were built for scabs

And my hands meet demands just when no one's asking

Dreaming is not a one way process

We woke just before the dawn, got dressed up among

Birdsong

Then crossed that eternal lawn

Our heads were pointed skyward, and the sun, it warmed

Our backs

And we wandered, not really knowing where it all would

End

We walked 'til the sun went down, walked straight

Toward that violent sound

The waves threw their weight around

And it all felt so simple, like we knew just how to be

And we smiled, 'til the waves came and dragged us out

To sea