hold me down,
my lungs worn out
i kick and scream as soon as the day is over
oh to be
convergently
below the ground
and over
stay awake, i graze on empty pages
soak up all the ways to place my dread
now it seems the streams are dammed and will be
always coming back to:
all in your head, you've got to let this go
kneel in the mire
watch it all transpire
keeling, retire
all in your head, you've got to let go
all in your head, you've got to let go
all in your head, you've got to let this go
all in your head, you've got to let go
all in your head, you've got to let go
all in your head, you've got to let this go

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