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"Daylight Savings"
Ignore the pain, Ignore the shadow sitting on my bed, Ignore the feeling shooting up my heart into my head---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the hurt, Ignore the voices billowing in my room, Ignore the stars burning down to the earth from my space---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the tingle, Ignore the laugh clawing through my throat, Ignore the stinging of my eyes locked to the words on screen---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the words, Ignore the whispers jolting down from my ceiling, Ignore the yearning to shut my brain down to nothing---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the twitch, Ignore the wishing of blackness to fill my eyes, Ignore the pounding against my skull---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the want, Ignore the pleasure I could feel to lay down, Ignore the dreaming I may never see until I die---it's never going to be over and by then I'll be dead.
Ignore the hurt, Ignore the voices billowing in my room, Ignore the stars burning down to the earth from my space---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the tingle, Ignore the laugh clawing through my throat, Ignore the stinging of my eyes locked to the words on screen---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the words, Ignore the whispers jolting down from my ceiling, Ignore the yearning to shut my brain down to nothing---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the twitch, Ignore the wishing of blackness to fill my eyes, Ignore the pounding against my skull---it's almost over and then it'll fade.
Ignore the want, Ignore the pleasure I could feel to lay down, Ignore the dreaming I may never see until I die---it's never going to be over and by then I'll be dead.
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