Doesn’t matter which side I wake up from
No matter what time, the day will still be glum
I’d rather stay in bed and in my room holed up
Or else I might break and bleed from a coffee cup
I may slip and cut my brain with a rusty blade
Or get electrocuted while playing in an arcade
Jeez! All these worries from some moving planet
But I follow, I don’t wish to drown in my cold sweat
Header photo by Ross Sneddon.
Xeno Hemlock 