Snakes boil out of the ground and drag me down, then I'm awake. It's the dawn riding me down or another day I'm yet ready to meet. Choked with need for sleep I'm fighting with seeds of a sleepless night that I've got to reap. Gathering rain would be ready relief but the suns battering down my door no matter how my head is soar. Up from bed, later I'm late again I've gotta set this thing to end make things right not indulge my plight and maybe get some sleep tonight
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