Lyrics Serotonin - Burnt Friedman Remix - Nine Horses
I
kick
the
sheets
Until
they
rise
like
Mountain
ranges
at
my
feet
I'm
in
the
dark
God
only
knows
the
torment
Writ
large
upon
my
heart
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
It
comes
to
this
I'm
only
sure
of
things
I
know
now
don't
exist
There's
no
precision
I'm
inside
outside
in
I
want
subdivision
And
all
of
this
Fills
my
aching
head,
I
hate
this
space
The
luxury
hotel
bed
Oh
dear,
oh
me,
oh
my
Got
to
concentrate
Just
to
keep
from
trying
Oh
dear,
oh
me,
oh
my
Got
to
concentrate
Just
to
keep
from
trying
Don't
lose
it
Things
move
rapidly
Don't
lose
it
Try
to
maintain
composure
Don't
lose
it
The
dead
are
haunting
me
Out
with
it
Out
with
it,
let's
get
it
over
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
I'm
thoroughly
wasted
My
mind's
hallucinating
Lucidity
It's
over
sensitized
And
something's
Moving
on
the
periphery
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
What
wouldn't
I?
What
wouldn't
I
give?
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