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Still up at Drea house like damn dog I need slumber 
9:30 and my call log is filled up with your number 
Yeah 7 hours in the studio in the meantime I

There's no turning back
I-I-I I'm like a grizzly out my slumber
Bitch I'm on yo bumpers yeah
It's so much Woo up in my Nature
Boy I run with Hunters

heard him say something about I'm back in his bitch
Heard his voice in the wind

Picked up by drifts sent chills down my skin
So I know that it was him
If

Uncertainty
And guidance yet to find
The illusion to be free
Has numbed my mind
Curiosity takes away my slumber
And it makes me wonder
And it makes

"Sleep is a death, O make me try
By sleeping, what it is to die,
And as gently lay my head
On my grave, as now my bed." (Sir Thomas Browne)

Eyelids

you wanted cocks to awake you
So they surround were gonna make you a star
Here have a smoke of Afghanistanian tar
Snows stir your slumber now your

I'm not religious, but I'd like you on your knees
Nothin too hot, just you beggin pretty please
I want your hands on me
Ashnikko's "Slumber Party"

A place to live
With no insensitives
It was always time to play
As the time passed day by day

But then they snuck in
And used us
As subjects
You

Just another number
Not even the fly on the wall
Fade in to slumber
Cause in the end we have to fall
Off the edge of  the earth cause Magellan was

slowly from the depths of her slumber
Whispered words behind sheets of thunder, singing…

After centuries of sleeping
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

precious to us
Stolen by the vitriolic
Broken

The evil is out there and too hard to break
What's it to me and what's at stake
Fuel for the farm of gods

We have never known the light,
We're shadowed by the fire,
That we help burn so bright,
It's the world that we desire
Taken from this life
Forced

Hypnotic Slumber
I'm caught in
In a trance
Not of my own
Own volition
My every move
Its a dance
To a tune
I don't comprehension
Each day a new

blockin' n****s takin' shots
Posted where it's hot, feelin' like a goalie, playin' hock

Free zo, veggie, and b up out the slumber till they drop
And if I'm

Out in the cold
Left all alone
Looking for the last remnants of warmth

And my hands are growing numb
Shackled by the sorrow
The endless search for

Last night whispered symphonies to me
As I wound down
For my nightly
Slumber
I asked these songs
For a piece of clarity
As I began feeling bad for

Voodoo Medicine
I am leaving time by
Endless possibilities rise
Tasting of corrosion
And smelling of infected spirits
The feeling is consuming

of waiting does ya good
Picking the lock and painting by numbers
Fit into frames
Paradise is infinite slumber
And we're all the same
Treat yourself to a drink

Lovers' high, and their lows, wish I could fly away from
The highway doom that moonlit tomb
God I wish I could sleep

Slumber the milkman, he told

Forgotten voices underwater
Weightless, their echoes flow on
I am afflicted by this
Lost in a fever dream
A constant search for solace
Lucid with no

stall, I saw the leaves teething in fall
Sat beside blossoming bark
And had a vision of Larz Anderson starting to develop his park
Faded to slumber under

Do the stars ever look down on us
Feeling so small and outnumbered
Perhaps they confront the same incubus
Tearing them from lustrous slumber
These

a mention,
Powered by vengeance,
Can't finish a sentence


Without loathing you, yeah, yeah, now,
Without loathing you, yeah, yeah, now

_____
I retreat to my

for far too long, I need it back at any cost
This progress you speak of has been halted by the cold
Okay but the memories you seek will always haunt you