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Mar 03, 2008 - 09:06 AM PST

Ive been sitting at your bed for a few weeks
Watching you sleep watching you dream
It's a good thing they have locks on the windows
Id leap
Taking too long, we're waiting for surgery, im waiting for sleep
the machines make so much static, its ringing in my head
I cant form a thought of anything that's happened
the monsters have come out they're coming from your chest
im pulling at cables and cords and rushing you from this room
the nurses are screaming hes bleeding their screaming
when we get outside theres a car waiting
a tank of gas and a trunk of blades, we'll carve our name in cities
and ill repair you

it's darker in here arms wrapped around myself
with veins pumping more chemicals than blood
it will never be time to give up, roll up your cuff sir
so you can stop thinking of her, imagine something more
or less, with the white drapes and the white face
you look emaciated and pale, like a child in a storm
living in a tomb of a world, living in a box of a room
smiling stopped being an option until I gave in and fled
into my aching and aching and aching head, my lungs stab
when I breathe in, why am I still laughing
my heart isn't the same, its sick and its leaking
this isn't what I'm alive for, awake for, an empty room with a guarded door
so wake and we'll take the car out of state, into the water
into the lake, so wake, i'll wait