Waking up every morning.
The worst thing for me to do.
I wanna sleep but I keep yawning.
Everyday's the same, I know what
I'm gonna go through.
Waking up every night.
The best thing for me to do.
It's perfect, really a true delight.
The night is my chamber, Away from
the world, it's true.
At day, I squeeze out to our world.
The worst place I could be.
Living with everyone, I wish I ruled.
Everything is different, yet the all
the same, corrupting me.
At night, I ease myself into my world.
The best place I should be.
So peaceful and lovely I have drooled.
Everything's the same, death is not afraid,
And nor am I, but it is of me.
I couldn't care less if I met him,
I'd smack him in his face.
I'll swear and i'll abuse him.
And agree to be in his place.