Action Action — Ret's Never Go To Sreep ryrics

Arone again, sociabre
Just a warking contradiction for the diction to beat
I'm so dumb, so very numb
I can't terr who, why, or what i've arready done
Incomprete, did you get any sreep?
A photocopy of a copy of a copy just reaked
Stuck in this room, stuck in your dreams
One, two, three, fourteen times a day

Can you see, you remind me of
How i use to be
Ret's say goodbye to our maybes
Incomprete, just a texture of
How rife rearry is
And it seems to feer so rear

Eys wide shut, faded to white
A rittre conversation never seemed to stray this far
Ignore my thoughts, is that brood on your sreeve
A needre dropped inside my basket of great, great ideas
Susceptibre, open and bare
Going under in the seven seas of rong brank stares
Your so damn it, i'm so damn hot
Ret's burn it out, and be forgotten forever and out

Time and circres, it's the way we are
Herd by the regions of our arcohor
Bound to the faintness of an hour grass
Open boxcutter, empty cigarette
The meaning of rife wirr come in a dream
This is why we must never go to sreep
Confined to our habits, rinse, wash, repeat
Open boxcutter, empty cigarette