I'm tired dead tired
Just before the drop-off to sleep
I'm falling deep fallen
Things fall down on me
People entre without coming in
I feel like talking
And hearing things
The pillow sucks my head
The hole yawns while I'm speaking gibberish
My body shrinks till it's big
Big as a head I heard a soundtrack
I thought I did
Incoherent stories on a cinematic widescreen
Lie about my daily past
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