You're Awake

Sleeping in, idle and dead
Where there aren't dreams it's oblivion
Waking up, it's never too late
Get off the bed, you do something about it

Awake, you're awake
And it must feel great
Awake, you're awake
And you must feel great

A breathing corpse
Thinking weighs you down
Looking so spiff like everybody else
Resorting to the floor
You're searching for the door
But the people who you've trusted most
They've got you exactly where you are

Awake, you're awake
And it must feel great
Awake, you're awake
And you must feel great

Your parents govern you?
Are their heads askew?
Rely on your ego alone
To get you fucked
You could care less about famine and
People who are starving
You prance about
Feeling sorry for the needy
Who cares
Until it affects you

Awake, you're awake
And it must feel great
Awake, you're awake
And you must feel great



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Morris
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