spyked bricks in the wall

7a.m. blues

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7A.M. Blues [1: Woke up this morning] I woke up this morning, All messed up and said, „Look, there’s the Devil At the end of my bed”; He’d been there for a while With a Hammer and a Sledge, Said: „Wake up, friend, ‘Cause you’ve reached the edge.” [2: Lights go off] Now wake up, dear friend, stand up, shout! Rise and shine while the lights go out; Look in the mirror, tell me, what do you see? Old, dirty, miserable, same You and Me. While smoke and light may seem to blind your eyes, The white, sweet milk reveals a Wave of lies. (We’re always pale and weary, wondering why and when, Frustrated, empty, pissed and torn in ten.) [3: Dead] Already 8A.M., (gotta go,) The Devil was Red; Feels like I’ve been hit (right there) In the back of my head. I woke up this morning, All messed up and Dead.