I wake up to the beat,
The pitter-patrer and the breeze,
Synchonized blows
On my windows,
I think I'll sleep in,
Lose myself just for a while.
I think I'll sink in,
Rediscover soul and style.
I think I'll drink in,
Feedback, overdrive, 30-day trial.
Say hey,
This here today,
Some rules were broken anyways
Self-imposed and restrictive,
Sick, mirrored, and vindictive.
And you know,
Soft skin scars easy
And I don't want to spend my days
Telling anachronistic ghost stories,
But this right here
Is music to my ears...
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