Sometimes, I Do

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My arms are open wide, but I can’t even decide what I wanna do.

I can’t tell which way my thoughts are traveling.
I can’t feel my head and it’s unraveling.

Sometimes I don’t longer know what it means to care about the things you wanna do.

Everybody’s living or they’re dead.
I’m still in my bed, and I don’t have a clue.

I won’t lie and tell you it’s alright.

Sleep Apnea – Beach Fossil

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